It’s officially the first day of the last month of the year! Holy shit this year went by so fast…I want it to slow down a little and give me some time to breath but I’m quite sure that there will be no fucking way the universe wants that for me. Actually, I’m glad that I’m so busy because it all really fills my days/weeks/months/years up and I feel when that happens there’s some sort of purpose to this thing we call life. I think without being pretty steadily busy I would go completely bonkers and not know what to do with myself. In the grand scheme of things I really do enjoy being busy and exhausted at the end of the day.
Now don’t you feel better?