Feeling like I need to sleep a million hours, but instead, I’m gonna keep truckin’ so that I can have two days of beautiful madness driving around the state to see my favorite band. Here’s to that. Here’s to not letting shit get you down. Here’s to being stronger than my brain, as hard as that may be. It’s taken a long time, but I’m finally as strong as I need to be to keep from falling apart all the time. It’s a magical feeling.
Don’t misunderstand, though. I still hate everything and can’t fucking handle a ton of stuff, but I can at least keep myself from feeling like a slimy earthworm baking on the pavement after a rain.