I’ve set my whole PB to private, and I’m starting over right now.
Today is the eve of my 35th birthday. For multiple reasons, I can’t believe I have lived to see 35, but I’m glad to be here.
Today, at work, my coworker said “Come to the breakroom, I want to show you something”. The room was full of my coworkers singing Happy Birthday to me. I’m so blessed to have a job that I actually love.
I have so much to say. So. Much. To. Say.
Gonna try to write, every single day. Even if it’s just a few sentences.