
I have my mother's Big heart and my fathers big brown eyes. So I guess you can say I've seen and felt
alot of pain in my short little soon to be 19 years. With my mother's heart I care far to much for people only to get hurt or left behind by them. I guess if you want you can say it's a down fall. Which I fear will lead my heart to in end get me hurt worst then ever before. I try to live my life to the fullest but fear causes me to step back some and be scared to get out there.
My week started
ok till I had to go to work Monday. I hate Mondays.It seems to me to be the slowest day of the week. Like it will never pass I'll be stuck in Monday forever. Well this Monday started at the same as every other. I woke up late for work but seem to get back on track after a few minutes.It looked like i was going to have extra time so I decided to head to Starbucks before i had to drag myself into work. I walked in and got my fave vanilla latte which seems to always make my day better. But today it didn't it seemed like normal coffee to me. I really didn't think much of it as chugged it on my walk to the office.I still find it funny in the ice and cold i rather walk everywhere so i can get my thoughts together.Well when i walked in everyone was there and everything seemed normal. Everyone was laughing having fun. So I sit down and clocked in. I tried to tune everyone out for a minute or to so I could get my thoughts in order. My boss came in with her cheery self like she does every morning. I guess I never really noticed it until this morning of all days.

"Good Morning Ladies" Paula said with a smile.
"Good Morning Ms. Dunn" Priscilla said.
"Good Morning Paula" I said.She kind of smiled and walked to her office. It has become a daily routine in office.One that I'm not sure of but it makes me feel welcomed.
I'll never be sure why little things like this stand in my memory verses other things in my life. But it does.I haven't had many bosses in my life just 4. But out of all of them i have the most fun being in the office with Paula.I'm Letting my random brain get the best of me now. Thinking of what will happen if Paula really leaves. Sometimes I get the feel I'm like Jack in Fight Club.Sometime in the office I feel I’m six years old again, passing messages between my parents. I am Jack’s broken heart. Kind of like A cloud hangs over,and mutes my happiness.A thousand ships couldn't sail me back from distress.

I need to stop my brain. I need to stop this thinking. She can't leave she can't.
"First my father leaves me, now you. I’m all alone. I am Jeri’s Broken Heart." It's funny how you can change movie quotes to fit you at that moment. Like the I am Jeri' Broken Heart. Fight Club memory swirl around my head. Underneath the shadow of mistakes I have made I feel like I'm breaking inside. I don't want to fall and say I lost it all. Cause there's a part of me that is about to hit the wall Leaving pieces of me behind.