Yo, I know. I haven't updated much. I'm turning into one of those boring happy people we all hate. I’m in a really unusual (for me) place lately where I feel really lucky and unafraid of a lot of the things I used to be afraid of, and as a result, my heart has exploded inside of my chest and I’m constantly overcome by my appreciation for the people in my life and the world I live in. I’m allowing myself to have really deep down feelings for the first time in years. And I'm really happy for the moment. I also have a cute-as-shit toddler on my back.

"It’s 9:02 AM on a Thursday and we’re all going to die someday. Why do you think you get to be happy, you optimistic bitch?"

I know. I honestly don't even recognize myself.