soooo....

worn out. i'm just...worn out.

it's probably a combination of zyrtec, emotional frazzlement, work kicking into high gear, travel, and heat. but whatever combination it's from--it exists.

i need to rest, but work has gotten busier and friends are coming to visit this friday--which, don't get me wrong--i'm completely excited for--but it also means less rest--and all i want is maybe 3 solid days of sleep, recovery, and recuperation. i had the apartment all to myself this past weekend--which was GREAT. but weekends never last long enough. no surprise. it didn't this time either.

sometimes you make these tough life decisions--you know? the ones that tell you, "welcome to adulthood." and for better or for worse...what's done is done. and what's been done cannot be undone...cause you can't go back in the past. you can only move forward. and i'm not the type of person that has liked to dwell on the past much--i like forward. i like movement. i like hope. and i'm fascinated by faith. all these words tell me future. i guess i'm a bit of a stargazer. and that's the side of me that's romantic. that's why i love those sci-fi/futuristic/fantasy movies/epic compositions type stuff. it harkons of things..events...that...

could be. maybe should be. . . hopefully will be.

here's hoping.

~~~
question: what do you do if you've fucked up.

answer: do the following steps IN ORDER IMMEDIATELY.

1. admit, sincerely, that you fucked up, to yourself and to the other person/thing.
2. acknowledge specifically what it is you did wrong.
3. apologize profusely until they accept it.
4. repeat as necessary.

unless you killed someone i can't see how this fails. here's to future happinesses and all that jazz...