Overwhelmed

Sometimes when I drink coffee late in the day I massively regret it. My mind is reeling- I keep vacillating between thoughts of midwifery, thoughts of fashion, thoughts of weight loss, thoughts of the hunger games, and thoughts of 30-Rock as it plays out before me to lull my puppy to sleep. (Have you met my pup? She's perf.)

Maybe I should go back to my book- Labor of Love- and chill the ef out.