13,429 Days Alive
943 Days Straight on Duolingo
Spock is misbehaving in little ways, again. Knocking his food bowl over, nesting where he shouldn’t, using my butt as a pair of bongos when jumping from the window to the bed. Ugh.
Needless to say, I did not sleep well last night.
I’m so tired. And frustrated. And tired of being frustrated.
I’m trying to enact positive change in my life right now. I’ll be launching a new site/blog about writing and doing book reviews just for building my personal brand.
I’m not sure if I’ll be successful in finishing this damn book, but gods do I want to. I want to publish it so badly and share the stories I have with the world.
Anyway, I’m going to go to bed once I get done talking with my brother.
Take your meds, folks.
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