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January 31 - February 3, 2020
The only thing I know for sure is that it is okay not to know everything, to try and to fail and to sometimes suck at life, as long as you try to get better.
Being an adult is doing everything before you are ready. It’s having the guts or blind stupidity to take your own route and make it up as you go.
There is nothing like people who love who they are, and love what they love.
Grief is lonely, no matter how many other people feel it. They are different, each one, because we’ve lost different people, different versions of the same men. We are each carrying our own load, and it is ours alone to bear.
Remember that work is just work, it’s not your entire life. It’s just a thing you do during the day that helps finance your real passion for sitting on the couch watching Bravo and eating string cheese. You’re good at what you do—great, really—so if these clowns can’t see that, you can just dust off the old résumé and find somewhere new to work.
Someday, the universe will throw a wrench in the works and your well-oiled machine of a life will grind to a halt. And then it will keep going. Because after you got bored of crying and worrying, you took a deep breath and pushed it back into motion.

