I have no idea how to snap out of this. I find myself listening to sappy old love songs all day long as I attempt to work. Not that I have much work to do at the moment it's mostly waiting. As you can see I'm blogging at the moment. I am preparing to heal my heart because I know that in just a little while it is going to shatter into a million pieces which is beyond my control. I know the outcome is not up to me because if it was I'd go back in time and stop the fall from starting. I can't do that though. Instead I'm just going to read my book about a child that grew up without knowing he was on the Autistic spectrum.
So far the plan is to read both his book, hunt down his brother's book and read all three. Well, it's not like I don't spend a lot of time in waiting rooms.