i am still alive.
i plan on getting back to writing in July.
i had an epiphany (?) today, maybe. this past week i have been cleaning every night for 20 mins (got the whole fucking living room done, even vacuum and i’m so mad it took me 6 months to do it). so today, i didn’t really need to clean but still felt guilty for cleaning and kinda didn’t enjoy my day off.
but that is what i am going for, so much! i want to have a day off and not have to fucking clean or do anything but fun stuff.
it is within my grasp.
