I was asked what I would do when I get here. I said, “NOTHING. “
You were one of those who got removed from my Facebook list, and I’m sorry. Well, no, not really, but excuse me.
I’m already dreading what I will see the moment I open my work email when I report back to the office.
“When you pray, don’t feel guilty about including what you want for yourself.” I can’t expect others to pray for me. That would be presumptuous.
I was only planning to do 2k because I still value my life, and I still have my sanity. First 500 meters was nerve-wracking, and I’m like, “what am I freaking doing with my life?”