I woke up so far on the wrong side of the bed this morning I can see the Atlantic Ocean outside my window. I feel as though I should post a warning sign on my cubicle: “Stupid questions will be met with bodily harm and foul language”. I hate feeling like this – there’s nothing wrong; I just hate the universe right now. And my face. The universe, and my face.

I need sleep and a hefty shot of holiday cheer.