The last post I wrote felt cringe (as the kids probably no longer say). Not the sentiment, just the one phrase, “if you can’t tell”.

Ugh gross. Who am I writing to? This is for me. Be honest. No need to be a ham.

I’ll leave it though. It’s a record of who I was and what I was feeling that day.

I wrote it a little hurried from the little barrel sauna we have in our sunroom. As I am now. Fingers dripping sweat, autocorrect on every word. I’m doing it again and it’s happening again. guess I’ll just watch YouTube instead.