Everyone needs me.

Sometimes it's nice to be needed. Sometimes you need a little breathing room.
It's my turn to try to balance those two things.

So far, I seem to think that eating copious amounts of sugar will help. Not sure what my logic there is.

It's also why it's tempting to stay up a little later--even though tired doesn't quite cover it. It's 9:26pm. No one needs me right now. I could go to bed, but this moment alone is nice.

Yes, alone with cookies stuck in my teeth...what could be better.

Hah! At least I'm looking on the bright side, right?