This must be the place: ‘Roll on, to the North Star, I got the key to carry on’
The Universe. It never ceases to amaze me.
This evening (last Monday be the time you read this), I felt kind of lonely. A lot of that feeling has to do with the last eight months or so of my life. Work burnout. The flood. The aftermath. The breakup. The aftermath. Turning 40. Starting therapy. Life, in general. And so on.