It has been a spectacular week. One of those weeks when you sit and wonder who the fuck fell asleep in the control room. So now what. It’s time for a major life shift. I can feel it, in the same way I could feel the hint of the nippy fall air when I woke up this morning.
It’s time for a rededication — to take care of myself physically and emotionally, to reach out to all of my friends, to be the positive person I know I can be.
(have I made you barf yet?)
Sounds very self-help/pop-psychology 101, I know, but it’s true. Time to stop feeling sorry for myself, get out there, and live my crazy, fucked up life, enjoying every minute of it.
Amen.