Lots of stuff has been going on with my job. I feel like the only time I write about work is when I'm anxious or upset. And that seems to be hitting home more often.
I still don't know what's going to happen with the error I made - I've been referring to it as the terrible awful in my head.
The terrible awful is weighing me down.
Sometimes I don't even know why I blog. I'm not a good writer. I haven't been good at nourishing those friendships I've made along the way.
I post less and less and less....
And then I don't know what to say. I take less pictures. I do less things. I honestly just try to make it through the day. And who wants to hear about my daily grind, when you are trying to make it through your own day?
There are a million things unsaid. Unsaid because I don't even know who reads these words anymore.
And a video of G singing, because he is just THAT cute. And just because.