Today I ...
… I return to writing.
I’m sorry for disappearing.
I needed time to understand myself a bit more.
Alas I am more lost than ever.
Currently I’m in Delaware.
I live with my Grandmother.
I’m applying to jobs but am severely distracted by these grandiose job descriptions.
Mix this with procrastination, depression, a broken ankle and urgent need to relax for the first time in 8 years … and well … you’ve got one pretty pathetic unemployed 30 year old.
I know, I know. I’m being too hard on myself, but this is what I’m feeling.
I might be incredibly depressing, which is the complete opposite of what I used to be, but at least I’m back?