So, I fully realize that my weekend was a full “crash and burn”. I’m still making my way down grief lane, with some stops at pity and loathing circle.
I tried to go to work today, lasted about five minutes, and then left. I talked to Ross, and we discussed the “happenings” and it’s still been so recent that I’m still processing a lot.
Pictured above is my third espresso for the day.
