It’s 3:24 am. Insomnia strikes again.
It’s Monday, I guess. Boo to that. It’s treatment day, too. Meh. I have anxiety over seeing my tumor markers.
I had a really good, though very busy, weekend. All the socializing really wore me out. It was totally worth it though. I especially enjoyed my lunch with A. She is such a fucking delight.
Yesterday was Metamour Day, and I made sure mine were feeling the love. I’m so happy to have them in my life.
I don’t know what to think about certain relationships. I just continue to ride the rollercoaster. I’m trying to not have expectations. I don’t want to set myself up for disappointment. Been there, done that.
It’s March! How did that happen? This will be a good month. We have a lot of fun stuff planned already. Also – I’m getting my second covid shot on Saturday. I’m excited to get that behind me.
Every day feels the same, but I really can’t complain. I’m happy. I’m loved. I’m lucky.
Pics from yesterday:




