I can't sleep. I can't get over this one. I'm an optimist and this latest setback is shaking me to my very core.
I'm not a fighter by nature. But I am definitely thinking of borrowing one of camp's guns tomorrow and shooting something. It'll be small, like a squirrel (sorry anyone who's offended by this but I dare you to confront me about it at this point). I think I'll nickname it something and then I'll feel better.
Yep, that's it, I'm going to shoot something.