Twenty-five years ago, my day started like any other. I woke up, had breakfast, and got ready for the day. Afterward, I sat down to
read moreNot that I mind that my days are pretty repetitive. I mean, there’s something comforting about having a routine and knowing more or less what
read moreI don’t have much to write about today. At least, I can’t think of much to write about. Nothing particularly interesting has happened, and no
read moreI feel like I’ve been gone from here for so long, but it has really only been four days. It’s funny how quickly a few
read moreI put on perfume every day. Not because I feel like I need it. Nobody is standing outside my bedroom door every morning conducting a
read moreIt’s Wednesday, and I’ve had a pretty full day of studying. I even went back a bit and reviewed encryption again. I know I’ve already
read moreIt’s cloudy and a little rainy outside today, and somehow it already feels like autumn. We technically still have about twenty days of summer left,
read moreI had a busy weekend, but I’m having trouble putting it all into words. What did I do this weekend? Stuff. No, really. I did
read moreI have energy today. I don’t know if it’s the medication or what, but I have energy today. Being tired is apparently not in the
read moreI always worry about letting my thoughts out. I mean, I write in a journal, but even here, I find myself being careful about what
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