Some days I have no idea what I’m doing, and that is okay. What a great way to start a post, er not. I had actually already written and edited another post for today around 20 times, but it just wasn’t working for me. If you write posts at one in the morning, you get
I feel as though I have written and rewritten this post at least a dozen times, and have deleted over a thousand words within the past few hours. This last month has been a whirlwind of change and emotions, things to do and people to see–which has made putting it all down into cohesive paragraphs and legible
Happy Friday everyone! I am so excited that it’s finally the end of the week, and that my sister will be in Chicago within the next three hours (as I sit writing this at 7 in the morning…). As Friday is one of the best days of the week, I thought I’d share one of
I’ve given you all some insight into my thoughts on life, making mistakes, and all the fun serious things that make for a good, deep post. But, because it is Wednesday–HUMP DAY WHOOP WHOOP, I have decided to give you some fun facts on who I am and what makes me laugh, cry, etc. etc.
Starting over is hard. Starting over sucks. Starting over hurts. In about four weeks I get to take my first steps toward this idea that has put a large weight upon my shoulders just at the thought of it. When you get settled, comfortable and content in one or more aspects of your life, the
**** Staying up till 2 in the morning seems to be my thing lately. It’s like there is no better time to write than when you are sleep deprived and using all your willpower to not raid the fridge for a late night snack. In other words, early morning Drew is not a pretty sight–always
**** With my roommate out of town and the dorms surprisingly quiet, I’ve been able to finally get a good chunk of my to-do list done this evening. After finishing my homework and deep cleaning my entire dorm–you just think I’m kidding–it seems like for the first time in weeks I’ve been able to just sit down,