cogito ergo doleo

So, today is my birthday.

I woke up with an insanely sore neck, apparently I did not sleep on it at all properly. Pretty sweet for my first day on the new job. And here I was excited about the symbolism in the symmetry of starting a new job on the same day as another year of life.

Now I may have to get excited about the symbolism in the egregious neck pain on my first day/birth day.

In other news I think I finally figured out the best way to end my novel.

Finally.

I need espresso. Lots and lots of espresso.

Among other things.

Life has felt a little strange lately. But I guess that I’ve made peace with that.

❤