so, yesterday was my 28th birthday.
i actually wanted to make this post yesterday but i ended up being busier than i expected and i just fucking passed out at like 5 pm
anyways. MAN. i'm dang tired of mostly keeping to myself until all my work is done. it's not sustainable, and i keep getting surprised by it all just not being over.
so. my birthday gift to myself is going "Fuck it, I'm getting back into things now." again, not all at once because holy fuck that would be exhausting, but easing back into it at a CONSISTENT pace.
how fucking naive i was when i said this








