I think I am losing my mind.
Every morning, I wake up sometime between 5:30 and 6, make myself a cappuccino, and go out to watch the sunrise over Coldwater before the guests start stumbling into the lobby in search of caffeine and conversation.
This morning, I woke up at 5:30, made myself a cappuccino, walked outside, and burst into tears for no apparent reason while the sun rose over Coldwater.
I have no idea what triggered this. I wasn’t sad. I’m not under any particular stress. I don’t have PMS. I’m not pregnant. I didn’t have any reason at all to burst into tears. I was just standing in front of the Tumbleweed, drinking my coffee and enjoying the morning, when this random wave of emotion kicked me in the head and turned me into an Anne Murray lyric for about five minutes.
I really hope I am not going totally batshit. I have a motel to run, a litter of kittens to raise, and Joey to keep up with. I just can’t add “nervous breakdown” to my to-do list this week.