Summer began with a death and ended on a party bus.<\/p>\n
I don’t know how to adequately answer the question “How are you?” because I’m not really sure I know the answer. I think it’s something like “I think okay compared to how I thought I would be, but definitely feeling unmoored and moody and 10x more anxious than usual along with enduring waves of guilt and\/or sorrow that rush over me at any given moment.<\/p>\n
I’ve been dreaming of her and I wake up feeling both happy and sad.<\/p>\n
Cohesive thoughts will come in time.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Summer began with a death and ended on a party bus. I don’t know how to adequately answer the question “How are you?” because I’m not really sure I know the answer. I think it’s something like “I think okay compared to how I thought I would be, but definitely feeling unmoored and moody and… <\/p>\n