There are many ways to interpret the above statement: writing, projects, relationships, work, people. Apply as you see fit.
The same old, day-to-day rut is getting me down.
I miss my friends. Some more than others. (sorry not sorry)
I can’t write. I can’t think.
So today, maybe, instead of writing another draft post full of crappy words to add to the pile of other draft posts full of crappy words, I’m going to post this statement and focus on it.
force teach myself to believe it.
Yes I am. Thank you for noticing. I am home all day. Except when I’m out walking a dog for pay so I can purchase groceries to feed you.
Or when I’m out at the grocery store to purchase food to feed you.
Or when I’m out picking up or dropping off you or your sister for all the numerous sports you guys play.
Or when I have to go to big box store or the mall to shop for things like clothing you outgrow.
Or when I’m out dropping off bags of outgrown clothing from your closet.
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