It's Sunday, but Sunday almost a month later.
I've been doing great with running and eating.
And then my back started hurting yesterday. It will be fine. Not worried.
Not about that.
Could be eating better, but not horribly. On the menu for the week ahead is fish, chicken, spaghetti stew, and FlatOut pizza.
It's my brain and my heart that I'm having a hard time with.
And my sense of self.
Self identity.
Self worth.
Self love.
I feel kind of a mess, and am having a hard time really getting my shit together.
This desire to sleep all the time is starting to get in the way.
But speaking of.
It's really that time.
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