It started as a tickle in my throat. A twinge of pain in my eyes when the sun peeked through the blinds. All these little things piled up into their very own mountain, and no matter how far I climbed, it just kept getting taller.
When I get to feeling down, I find that sometimes it’s simply because I’ve fallen behind on the little things that bring me joy. Taking just a few minutes out of each day to make sure I’m doing these little things helps to keep my spirits up. Although these points are quite basic, they’re also the easiest things to forget about in the everyday rush of life.
Pardon my language, but this week was total bullshit. Sure, it started on a good note. I finally got my first tattoo. I did quite a bit of writing for the blog. But somewhere along the way everything just fell apart.