I know it’s Tuesday.
I wrote a column all about why I choose to be authentic in my writing. And a bunch of shame-bringing Debbie Downers immediately jumped my shit, and I had to execute them with extreme prejudice. So that was fun.
Also, Yesterday I had to take a photo of like 700,000 people at once.
Like 60 people.
It felt like 700,000. It was a lot of people. Lots of different heights. And shapes.
It was very unorganized, which is entirely my fault. But I’m not a photographer, so I don’t know how to coordinate people.
Look, my Vyvanse gets refilled today but the pharmacy doesn’t open until like 9 and my brain isn’t entirely functional yet.
I’m not sorry.
The photo was for suicide awareness.
Ugh. I gotta go. Gots ta find some coffee.