I am in severe need of a mental vacation.

Little moments can drastically change the course of our lives.

Will the streak of bad luck ever end?

I feel the need, the need… to organize.

My entire life was hacked today… welcome to the dumpster fire.

It was an arts and crafts kind of day.

July is here to punch us in the face.

Cleaning makes me happy. I’m setting the dust bunnies free into the wild.

Agamemnon was the absolute worst.

The Dude abides.
Yes, I’m a dork, and I’m okay with it.

I thought I knew what I’d be doing for the rest of my life.

You know the adage, “Opinions are like…” I’ll let you figure out the rest.

Spent most of the day sleeping.

I’m emerging out of the dark.

So. Many. Ideas.

This neck pain can’t be normal.

I am the definition of “socially awkward”.

This is the Mondayist Monday in the history of Tuesdays.

I feel like there maybe light at the end of this long and dark tunnel.

I have the best Dad ever.