Hi, Iām a hot mess.
But, in a very real, human, adult way.
I donāt ever post here anymore (because Iām stricken with nostalgia for the āgolden years,ā when Favrd was still a thing and the next Chicagoish was already in my calendarā¦). Sometimes I look back on the things that occupied my time/energy/emotion back thenā¦ I will never denigrate what was important to me then because it was just that: important. At the time.
But boy. Itās interesting how my priorities, and concerns, and needless worries have evolved. Not much different from back in my 20ās, but somehow moreā¦. *substantial* and more deep. And sometimes more heartbreaking. I guess this is what āadultingā truly means? Tapping into the bits of yourself that leave you feeling exposed, vulnerable, and āless than.ā But then also rising above all that, persisting, and hoping (praying?) for the best.
Growing up is hard. Facing difficult truths straight up? Even more difficult. In 2020, I chose āresilientā as my word. Obviously it worked out for me then, but Jesus. It seems more appropriate last year. Or this year.
Anyway, hereās Wonderwall. Whatās new with you?
