Month: December 2018

Like everyone else, January 2018 I had no idea what was in store for me.

I knew that I felt belittled by my job. Reduced to the confines of a glass desk, waiting on the beckoning whine of a telephone. Bored to literal tears 10-12 hours out of my day, 5 days out of my week.

I knew that I felt trapped inside my apartment. Perfect for what it was, but lacking any dirt of my own. Eating dinner each night on a stack of noise complaints. Surrounded by people that couldn’t stand us for neighbors.

My relationship was hurting. I was so absolutely sure in my decision to be there, but we both were suffering so immensely in the wrath of addiction. Living in white noise of the unknown. Living a ticking time bomb. Living on the actual edge of insanity.

At the beginning of this year I knew what I needed. But I had no idea how elegantly it would unfold. ❤