I saw Celisse after 9 days of not seeing her and barely texting her, and I realized that we still didn't have that much to tell each other because we are both on a marathon of working 50 or 60 hour weeks.
I'm juggling a lot of bosses, and emails, and to-do lists, but coming out of the sickness (flu?) I am so grateful for everything.
It is a good thing to work. You don't have time to wax philosophical or realize that your favorite month (September) disappeared into a cloud of phone calls and that you hit your one year anniversary of the love affair with Europe, or that two years ago you were in your beloved senior year of college.
And the paychecks show up in your account so that you can get the hell out of here again one day.
It's actually pretty great to be single with no responsibilities. I remembered again this week.
Friday, October 04, 2013
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