I almost wrote about how I'm fed up with parts of my life, how I miss certain people; and how sometimes my heart feels like it gets torn between the past and the present at the end of the day.
But then I didn't.
As much as I love hearing, "Oh Jenna, it's okay it's okay it's okay~" and as much as it soothes my stupid broken heart, it's not fair to burden the same folks with the same topic I've been mulling over for the past two years.
Yes, I'm still hurting. Still. STILL! Unbelievable, I know.
The flame hasn't gone out, nor will it for a long time, and I think that's okay.
(It keeps me awake at night sometimes, but it's good to know I can feel it.)
Instead, I'm going to write about how
I almost cried when I got the internship at the Utne Reader (for realsies!) and that I start next Friday at 10am.
today was Hourly Comics Day, and I should actually do those tomorrow (trust me it will be interesting).
my heart feels so big at times that it feels like it's going to explode.
I'm sending a batch of those cards out tomorrow FINALLY.
my work is progressing really nicely and a lot of it is meeting all my expectations.
I am a mature, young woman with my whole life ahead of me.
I am going to walk around the Utne Reader like a fucking champion next Friday.
I am awesome, badass, and strong as hell.
Once in a very great while, I just need to break down.
OR GEDDAN!
also, here is a special geddan fail
of every image I didn't use because they sucked.