Then this day happened. I sat in the bathroom crying at the thought of having to write plans for where I’ll be in X-amount of years.
Read MoreI’m what you may call a “pleamer” = a planner/dreamer. I love a plan. Like, really love it. And 2nd only to my love of planning is my tendency for obsessive daydreaming about the future.
Read MoreI was turned down for job after job until I finally started to realize that I can’t manufacture my current happiness based on who I was so many years ago and what made me happy then.
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