Words are hard this week.
A lot of other things are hard, too: work, exercising, getting up in the morning, making time for self-care (work of one sort or another has eaten nearly all my free time this week). This isn’t to say that life is terrible. It’s not. It’s just that there’s a lot of it happening right now.
My plans for the weekend: art, reading, and laundry. My life is so glamorous, I know. I don’t know how I manage.