It’s been forever.
Things are good. Or at least I keep telling myself that they are good. I have my family, and J.
There will always be todays, I think I am slowly coming tor realize that.
Days when, no matter what, you can’t shake the sleepy-grayness from your eyes.
Days when everything swirls. A kind of sea-sickness, on shore.
Sometimes I have really bad thoughts about other people.
Let’s ignore Emma Stone and focus on the joy that is Andrew.