EnShanté

I’m so sick of the years flying by like they have somewhere more important to be. I don’t know if it’s just me but I fee like, ever since I started working my first “real job” after grad school, life has been going… really fast. Like, I was just 25 — how am I already about to be 35?! Where has the time gone and have I been using it wisely?

Anyways, I say all of that to say: Bitch, we’re already six months out of the “new” year. How the fuck are you doing? I’m okay… I think. I don’t feel bad but I also don’t feel good. I just feel like I’m here, you know? I’m here doing all of the things that I’m supposed to/need to do and I’m here sprinkling in things that bring me joy. I’M HERE. I’m HERE. I’m here. I don’t know where else I should or would be but I feel like there’s more to do and obtain. I don’t know. We’ll see.

How have the first six months of the year been for you? Anything exciting happened?