I’m up early this morning. It’s been a while. After having my life ripped apart so brutally, my body ripped apart so brutally, I’m not sure what is left that I can get back.
I’m determined to try.
I haven’t made coffee because I haven’t fully committed to being awake. I tried to sleep for an hour, and it wouldn’t take. That’s fine. I promised my son I would take a nap with him later today. He doesn’t really understand promises yet, but that’s ok too. That took a lot to say, actually.
I’m not sure why I decided to do this today. Time is in such short supply lately, and here feels like a waste. Notsomuch a waste, but an indulgence that I can’t afford. That I shouldn’