Man. It’s important to live your life. Sure, it’s impossible to actually live every single day like it’s your last; our brains simply won’t hang onto that kind of intensity long-term, nor should they. But it is absolutely possible to hold long-term that you’re not going to be around forever, and that means not wasting time on the things that you really, deeply need to do…and then go do them.
A friend had a brain aneurysm. They’re probably not going to make it. They were young, as in still had the prime of their life ahead of them. Found out about that this morning. Really, really tragic.
In other news, I got about three hours of sleep last night. Ugh. Woke up at around 1:30 and literally could not get the fuck back to sleep until I heard the morning birds start to sing out the window. I was tiiiired today. But, I rallied. I stayed up. I did everything we wanted to do, which was A LOT…and now it’s time for bed. I am absolutely exhausted. Night night.