I’m feeling extremely jet lagged and exhausted from my work trip and heading straight on-site to another event.
My fucking bed is occupying my mind right now.
Remission is a funny thing….it changes you in a different way each and every time. I feel even more driven than the first time around.
The thing with me is that once I set my mind to something, I do it or get it. No joke.
I’m fucking excited to be back in Oakland in less than an hour….
Got so much to look forward to.
…yeah, I’ve gained weight from the post-chemo steriods (that I am almost finished taking), but i’ve been feeling so held and adored lately.
Having dinner with my buddy, before I left for aussieville, was something I needed although I’ve been avoiding being completely alone with them…sometimes, I do need to hear validation for my decisions, and this was one of those times….
Hearing me speak my truth about my last relationship to someone who I felt I could not open up to (due to familiar circumstances)was the last thing I thought I would do for a very long time..I did. And it felt damn good to hear my buddy’s response….by no means was it against the ex, but more of an affirmation of my own personal worth..
That being said…..
Opportunities present themselves at the most interesting times. Or I like to call it “Divine Intervention”…. and not closing myself off to opportunities…..if we vibe, we vibe….and that’s the damn truth.