Amy Baker Writes
Author and Freelance Writer

Summer may (kinda) be here, but you’re not smiling.

Instead, you’re consistently ready to fling back your head and sob at the mere thought of another day spent keepin’ on, keepin’ on.

Everything angers you. Scowling is standard. And god forbid a stranger makes unintentional physical contact with you.

You’re an elastic band pulled to its limit. You’re either going to snap, take someone’s eye out, or cause damage to something in your immediate vicinity.

You need a holiday mate.

Here are seven signs you’re on the brink…

Check out my full article on Metro.

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