there’s so much going on right now, in my head, that i don’t even know where to start. nothing is starting or turning out to be anything i expected today. i woke up thinking this would be an awful, horrible day from hell. arriving to work to discover my very cool boss i like a lot got t-boned in a car accident last night didn’t do anything to make it better. nor did starting my period. all on less than six hours sleep because i was out until after eleven p.m. and woke up with hobblefeet because i was on them all night.
but now… i don’t know. the day is flying past. my feet don’t hurt anymore. something strange and unexpected happened. i’m feeling motivated and purposeful.
it’s all very strange, indeed.