I'm earning my holiday that's for sure. 10 hour shifts are rough for this aching body that hasn't been working for 2 and a half years.
I so miss 'you', my imaginary friend.
I feel my time with you is being squashed by that four letter word.
Say it with me and say it loud.
It truly is a four letter word.
In 24 hours, I'll be officially on holiday and on my way to the Dominican Republic. I'm so looking forward to the warm.
But mostly, I'm just looking forward to quality time with Papi, processing time for The Countdown, and relaxation.
I wish I had more to say, but honestly, there won't even be dinner tonight.
I can't wait to speak to you from some airport somewhere. I have no idea where our first stop is.
But you'll be there with me.
Oh, by the way, May 11th is my sobriety date. Tomorrow I'll be 12 years clean 'n sober.
Life is good.