Ever have those days where you just want to yell at the world?
Don’t look at me!
Don’t breathe on me!
Don’t touch me!
Don’t come closer than my six-foot personal space bubble!
Don’t ask me if I’m okay!
It’s a cranky situation.
My “Don’t Look At Me” Complex is running straight to my soul today. I’m chalking it up to the fact that I have either strep throat or tonsillitis and I’m having a challenging enough time trying to keep my own head up, literally, that I really don’t have a single drop of energy more to entertain the masses. So no, I’m not acting like myself and no, I really don’t want to be around you. It’s not your fault though, so don’t take it personally. Give me a hot minute and I’ll get over it, but for right now; don’t look at me.