Last month was hard. Simply put. There was always so much to do and so many places to be. Looking back, I honestly don’t know how I survived running off fumes, time deficits, and depression. Every good thing was buried under a ton of unfortunate events, one of those events including the death of a family member. I don’t know what’s in store for August. Knowing the way the cookie crumbles over here, it’s probably more of the same. Right now, I don’t even live for the weekends because that doesn’t give me ...
