im reflecting on the past 10 months.
they have been perhaps the most incredible ups and downs of my almost 28 years.
it was about a year ago now, i said "fuck it, im moving to chicago".
perhaps the best decision i have ever made. no, definitely the best decision i have ever made.
.....actually, not getting married when i was 22 was the best decision i ever made.... moving to chicago was the 2nd best decision i ever made.
and it turns out i even finally learned how to spell the word "definitely". this blog is the first time spell check as not been stumped on my attempt to spell that god damned word.
so i sit here now, with a slight white wine buzz, and deadlines...
should i feel guilty about being happy?