As I come out of this post-baby funk that is simultaneously strange, yet somehow makes sense, I guess, I am realigning my individual self, so-to-speak.
In short, and obviously, I am not the old Kelli. And I think one of the reasons I am slowly coming out of the funk (other than the zoloft, perhaps) is that I am growing accustomed to the new me.
I am
(
Read more... )