From: The Two Lives of Charlotte Merryweather, by Alexandra Potter

“I can’t help feeling as if there’s something missing in my life. But i don’t know what it is. And the harder I look, the more I can’t find it because there’s just to much pressure and not enough time… I’ve bottled all this stuff up for so long that now it’s as if I’ve lifted off a lid and it’s all pouring out. It’s like I’m always playing catch-up. I rush through my life exhausted and anxious and worried all the time. Not to mention hungry.”