. . . that I finished the 100 Drabbles of Summer Challenge with seven days to go! Rock and roll, baby!
Funny how I feel as though I’ve just gotten my life back. Just in time to start on another writing project. Massive sigh. My work here is never done.
Still, I AM TRIUMPHANT.
I have to get to school or I will end up killing someone. Like perhaps myself. (No, I am not suicidal. That was a joke.)
I can’t even begin to describe in a semi-public forum how ready I am to be away from all this family drama for awhile. Dealing with practical shit like grocery shopping, and cleaning, and cooking my next meal seems so. much. better. in comparison to all of this. Hell, I will even take homework up the ass on top of trying to find a job and have fun over sitting around waiting for the next explosion or discussion or serious moment.
On the plus side: FIVE DAYS. ALMOST FOUR DAYS. THANK YOU GOD.
Side note: Six days. Almost five days until I see the boyfriend. Again, thank you God.