Sports used to be my outlet for stress. Now, I stay in all day and binge on television series or films. But when I’m stressed out AND hormonal, it gets more outrageous—as clearly demonstrated in this blog. Regardless, I have no plans of concealing or suppressing “feelings”.
Frenzied and effortlessly, I switched from period pieces to reggae to adorable baby videos—not sure if all that zapping is normal. Now I’m catching up with Reid, Finch and Bear, and the Winchesters.
Ay, I need an intervention or a distraction from these distractions. Until then, I’m looking out for Awake, Friday Night Dinner, Orphan Black, and Warehouse 13.