Hi, I’m a hot mess.
But, in a very real, human, adult way.
I don’t ever post here anymore (because I’m stricken with nostalgia for the “golden years,” when Favrd was still a thing and the next Chicagoish was already in my calendar…). Sometimes I look back on the things that occupied my time/energy/emotion back then… I will never denigrate what was important to me then because it was just that: important. At the time.
But boy. It’s interesting how my priorities, and concerns, and needless worries have evolved. Not much different from back in my 20’s, but somehow more…. *substantial* and more deep. And sometimes more heartbreaking. I guess this is what “adulting” truly means? Tapping into the bits of yourself that leave you feeling exposed, vulnerable, and “less than.” But then also rising above all that, persisting, and hoping (praying?) for the best.
Growing up is hard. Facing difficult truths straight up? Even more difficult. In 2020, I chose “resilient” as my word. Obviously it worked out for me then, but Jesus. It seems more appropriate last year. Or this year.
Anyway, here’s Wonderwall. What’s new with you?
