I am exhausted tonight. I was driving home listening to ridiculous music and I felt like… ugh. Tired. It has been an awesome and excellent week and I’m loving my schedule and busyness because it makes life interesting.
A few years ago I worked at an office for eight hours a day and it sucked the life out of me. I would come home every day ready to sleep. Something about those florescent lights and repetitive tasks is soul crushing.
A letter to Katie, who may feel the same way some days. Solidarity, sister.