On Life
I guess the ultimate goal is to just become comfortable in your own skin. I had a moment last week where I looked forward to my thirties. Which is weird because I’ve been terrified of getting old for the last 2 years. I still am, but for one brief moment I wasn’t and that’s progress I guess.
Sorry to change the subject but whoever spilled lamb’s blood on my sofa should prepare for a Fist Sandwich, over easy.
