Falling...in Giant

So I was just trying to grab a few groceries after a long day of work.
But when is it ever that easy.

I was almost done, with purse in one hand and basket in the other, rounding the corner to the check-out and slip *bang* I'm on the floor. I went down do fast with nothing to catch me but my right shoulder.

I got up so fast and answered the questioning facing, "I'm glad I'm young!"

This morning rolling over and pushing up on that same young shoulder, I did not have the same reaction. And now after typing and writing for have a day...someone give me an advil.

But hey at least it gives me a silly story.
I fell in a Giant.

When is ME time?

Isn't it summer?

Shouldn't I have free time?

Am I allowed to have time to myself?

It seems like I never have a second to myself. No time to think. No time to breathe.

Don't get me wrong I love being with people, but I do enjoy my alone time. This summer so far I feel like it is non-exsisting. I just feel like I am being pulled and stretched in all different directions.

I need time to recharge. *sigh*

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