Last night I went to bed at 10:30 and this morning I got up the first time my alarm went off (4:55am…). And I was in a good mood, it was a really nice temperature out when I left the house, the sunrise was pretty, I got to work 15 minutes early, and all I want from today is all the water I can drink.
I know, right?
I feel like the funk I’ve been in for the past 3 weeks has finally lifted. I don’t have it all figured out (“it” being the stuff that’s been on my mind lately) but I’m not letting all of that get to me as much as it has been. It feels really good to feel like myself again.
Sometimes you need to let yourself fall apart. Sometimes you need to just drag yourself through it. Sometimes you need to fall apart and drag yourself at the same time. Whatever works.
Here’s to making it through and coming out stronger.