Writer's Block: Ides of March

I should have been wary of the lockers—my damn purse got boosted

Oh hell.

I’m so freaked out by the bad news that the good news barely registers right now.

The good news is: I just got some money:  enough so that surviving the month isn’t altogether an insane proposition.

 

However the bad news is that the therapist that I was supposed to see canceled on me.

 

That was the first available open slot.  Now I have to go hunting for another therapist.  And fast.  Because I’ve noticed that what I can handle gets to be a little less every day.

 

Excuse me while I bang my head against this wall.