Typical.
That is how my year has begun. In typical fashion, this year has already been filled with great highs and lows and it’s only 9 days in… I won’t go into the gory details but it would be really nice to have some small highs and small lows without these life altering rip my heart out make me want to go live under a rock swings. Fuck me.
I do believe that this year will be better than last. I guess it’s just going to take a bit longer for me to see the fruit of my labor, whatever that means. I have no regrets just apprehension and a bit of good ole fashion fear. Fear that I am going fuck it ALL up and I’m the least of my worries. I'm beginning to sound like a broken record...
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