It was a bit of a rough week, friends.
Work and school teamed up and became this amazing ass-kicking duo,
and I was their arch nemesis.
It was looking pretty bad, I thought they had me beat.
But then last night, thanks to some old friends and some glowsticks
and maybe too much beer, I was able to crazy-dance all my frustrations
out and am feeling much better today.
It always surprises me how much one good night with people you love
can turn a whole week's worth of anxiety and stress into nothing. I'm not
the type to feel "blessed," but I am so thankful for the people in my life.
There's something really freeing about being nothing but a flash of light in a dark
room... and of course dancing your ass off.
My brother is in town from Denver. Family time today.
Have a great weekend, guys. Reading your blogs is keeping me sane.