Oh hey, it’s been a month. Has it been like that for you, too?
Happy Friday. It’s been a week of lots of writing and too little sleep. It’s also been a week of slight panic at how “old” I am and how I haven’t accomplished some things (namely, marriage, children, and careers as authors) that others my age have…
This was a good week!
It’s not been a great week, because of this. I am worried and feeling helpless, because mostly I am, and I’m having trouble concentrating. But as Dumbledore says, happiness can be found even in the darkest of times, if only we remember to turn on the light…
It’s been a week…
It’s Friday, which means it’s time to talk about all the good things!
I want to try a new series on Fridays…
I think I want to start journaling again, but I’m struggling with how.
When I was in high school, I went through a new-age phase. I have no hard stats on this, but I think that may have happened to a good percentage of confused Catholic-raised adolescents in the ’90s who saw The Craft or walked past a Hot Topic and thought, “Hmmm. Maybe that’s who I am?”
I thought it was just the US that was getting scarier and scarier. Not so, apparently.
