I want cool, overcast, drizzly mist enveloping me…
I can tell already it’s going to be one of those weeks.
Why are the short weeks the worst?
I didn’t think it would ever get here.
…than I did yesterday, or the day before, or even last month—but the calendar tells me that I’ve somehow managed to survive one more trip around the sun.
When I was in my 20s, my 50s seemed impossibly far away. Now looking back it feels like the years have passed in the blink of an eye. Hell, I realized that next year Ben and I will be celebrating ten years together!
It’s been a long fuckin’ week.
…as an antidote for everything horrible going on in the world right now. I was laughing so hard tears were running down my cheeks.