Bleachers // Rollercoaster

I’m exhausted. This has been/is my life currently:

• June 28: Pick up life and move it to SoCal
• July 3 - July 22: Family trip (not a vacation) to the Philippines 
• August 16 - August 30: San Francisco for a client conference
• September 6: Move into new apartment in LA
• September 17 - September 26: San Diego for a Training Academy, in which I am one of the trainers 
• October 12 - October 18: Barcelona for a client conference
• November 10 - November 14: San Diego again, Training Academy round 2 
• December ???: Taiwan with Chris 
• January ???: Back to San Francisco

I take solace where I can: 

• The energy of this song (because who has energy anymore?) 
• Peaceful dinners alone
• The scent of Chris’ t-shirts when I borrow them for bed 
• Air conditioning in my apartment
• Working at my new teal desk in my new white chair with my sister’s puppy napping in my lap 
• Finally (FINALLY) learning how to parallel park - no mailbox casualties to speak of (it’s a long story…actually it’s not, I once ran over a mailbox while parking) 

I’ve had barely any moments of peace without some other urgent matter demanding my immediate attention. I feel worn, which is rare for me. I have to remind myself to take things one step at a time, one task at a time, one day at a time.

But what I really want to do is Rip Van Winkle this bitch and sleep for the next 20 years.