sometimes breath alone is hard.

and it's times like those when you need little birds.
just a few
little birds.

i miss my grandpa.

I woke up at 5:30 this morning--restless and back aching.

I keep thinking that I'll be dreaming, but then I'm not...

God, when is this supposed to get better?

I don't see this ever getting better--

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pup-hating.

All my life I have said that I don't like dogs.

All my life, my opinion about dogs has been an understatement.

--nothing like dog-sitting for 4 dogs as a favor to your godmother (who you love so much you just can't say no to)--to remind ya how ya felt about the stinkers.
(The word "stinker" is totally literal here).

something really magical happened

It's worth an in-person explanation, but I think I met an angel. Not a metaphoric one. The real deal.

texting between friends.

Self: YMCA is playing “Sweet Child of Mine,” haha, shocker…

Drew: The Mville Y plays the worst music! Puddle of Mudd and stuff. Baaad.

Self: In a way, Mville YMCA makes me want to go faster and harder though, haha, like I am running away from the Land of Bad Beatz.

Drew: Some people believe in putting cheese in front of you, others believe in having a wolf chasing you; the Y must feel the wolf is more motivating, haha.

"I'll spare no expense to make it right"

something about jumping and praying and changing and telling myself that I know I can be happier than this.