… not to be confused with a revolution, which is also something I desperately need.

One entry, one, for the entire month of July, and it was short and spontaneous and took zero thought or effort. I’d forgotten, in just that short amount of time, just how much going to a crappy job that you hate can drain you. But it can and it does. So, now that I’ve had my month of adjustment to my return to the satanic torture that is working, I will do better. I will make some money on the side for paying off debt, I will return to creating things in the evenings and on the weekends, even when I’m tired, and I will blog like a good girl.

This is my pledge. I’m guessing it will last until roughly the middle of August before I fall off the wagon again. Wonder what the rehab calendar would say about all of this.