I know I don’t need to share, once again, that I’m a bit of frazzled mess ( but you know I’m going to do it anyway SORRY). I’m pretty sure you already know this and mutter things under your breath about why I’m not medicated and blah blah blah stop…
The constant need to be busy. Being on the go is a bit like a drug to feed the anxiety beast. If I’m working several jobs, if I’m focused on my new ballet classes or 6th grade math homework or taking multiple photography classes or making lists or reading books or…
Are you guys familiar with Farmer Joe’s Hot Day? I used to work at Scholastic. It was my first job out of school — I started as a summer student, not getting paid to get through the slush pile. It was my favorite. I read potential books all day long…
