Last Post As A 24-year Old
Just so ya know, the next time I write I’ll be 25.
Not having a big birthday bash or anything of the sorts. It will be low key. I guess that’s the best route since I’ve been feeling so craptacular lately. The whole sore neck thing isn’t cool at all.
I’m determined to see this NaBloPoMo thing through despite the fact that some days I just don’t have anything to write about. Tonight is one of those nights and last night was one of those nights. I actually have a good draft post, but it’s sort of depressing and introspective so I didn’t think it was appropriate. Maybe later this month after a few upbeat posts. I guess the point is that the pressure to write every day makes for some boring posts, but I think I’ll be posting more in the future because of it. Before, I’d be lucky if published two posts in a month. Now I see that it’s not that hard to post on a regular basis.
I think the timing of my birthday this year isn’t so great. At work, everyone is busy and stressed and tense and it’s contagious. Among other things, we have a big event coming up early next week. Perhaps when it’s over people we’ll all be able to breathe a little easier and I’ll stop dreading work every morning. I’m such a baby.
