Yesterday was a slow day. My sister and I went to the city for the farmers market, not as good as it was last year and I forgot my camera so that sucked. Oh so very much.
Later this morning we are going to the regular local farmers market, good times.
I am talking to my Robyn right now about people that present themselves falsely.
I shouldn’t type at almost 5am.
In just a few days it will be the Autumn Equinox and what would have been my beloved Grandmother’s 78th birthday. I miss her more than I can handle sometimes.
My birthday is pretty much a month away at this point. I am trying super hard to not get depressed about it. It’s difficult though because for the past almost 8 years I’ve not had a good birthday. I guess that’s what being in an abusive relationship does for your birthday expectations.
I am cranky.
I need a hug.
I’m going to bed.