It's a Hibernation Pensive Thought Kind-of Night.

I get this way sometimes. 

Especially after an emotionally draining sort of week.  I thought for quite awhile that I must be a fragile sort of person because of the intense reaction I have towards stress.  It's been a recent development to discover that due to the job I choose to do, the life I have chosen to accept, and the past I currently am working through, I probably should be worse off.  Take that, feelings.

Due to my resolution to myself, I'm about due for a post.  I was thinking about creating a theme for Fridays.  Just to make the end of the week post a little more mindless to write.  Motivation, right?

Welcome to Friday confessions.  This year is going to be the year of getting stuff off your chest.  At least stuff I could post on a non-anonymous blog.  Add your own dark secrets in the comments if you dare.  I know someone has to be reading this...maybe.

Here's confession #1 for this year...
I pretend to be afraid of heights.  I'm really not...I just get this overwhelming urge to jump whenever I'm at an extreme altitude.  Not a suicidal jump...just a weird compulsion to make the leap.