Sitting here, sicker than a dog. Watching the drunks. Pondering life. Trying to forget the day I had. Pretending that my head isn't going to pop off. And wondering what...to do? Wondering what I think? I'm not really sure what I'm wondering, I just know that I'm wondering. I definitely feel like garbage. But I'm definitely excited about the changes that are coming up in my life. For the first time in a long time I'm excited to see what's next. I'm mostly happy to be where I am.
Forever moving forward. Forever moving on. And this time when I say that, it's not with regret. No bitterness. No pretending, or trying to convince myself. Onward I go.
I'm on a big adventure. I'm sad for a few lost moments, and vaguely longing for their return. But ready for the new ones to come. Ready for the next chapter to start, whatever that chapter is.
Ready to be me. And also ready to be un-sick. Wondering how I'm going to survive the morning, and hoping I manage to catch some Z's tonight...that one might be a bit of a challenge. But if anyone can do it, it's probably me.
On that note, don't forget to breathe. Until next time!
