I know how I get.

On Friday I’m interviewing for a job that closely resembles a job that I had when I was the happiest I’ve ever been.

I’ve quit a job that numbed and depressed me, and cost me a beautiful relationship that I miss more than anything right now. I spent years under this fog, I didn’t care about anything, I culled anxiety just to feel something. Since I’ve been working on my feet again the fog has slowly cleared, and since I don’t drive all day I actually feel alive. This week the fog seems to hav...