|I know, I know. I'm a little busy/drunk these days.|
It's gone. The patterns have been sorted and boxed, the unfinished sewing projects have been (with some regret) abandoned and discarded. Difficult, but it seems that every day I discover that the things I once thought I absolutely had to hold on to are not actually as important to my sense of self and well-being as I thought.
|Welp, there's a metaphor for ya.|
Fourth, and final, of all, 2015 is nearly half over, in case you haven't noticed. In the second half of this year, I plan to move, divorce, support myself, and write my heart out. I'm freaking STOKED, Drunkards. But I want to know what the second half of 2015 will be like for you. Good, bad, fun, difficult. Share it with me. With us. I won't say you guys are family, but you're certainly my support group and occasional life line. I want to know how your life is going. Really.
If you have any anecdotes about squid, more the better.
Like you thought I could end a post with something normal. *rolls eyes*