blinded.

The decision about my jobs ended up being made for me.

Riley's fired me.

For wearing leggings to work. I don't think that needs any further explanation.

This has been the best and worst week of my life.

So tired. so stressed. so malnourished. so disorganized. so under/over slept. so irresponsible.

And yet...I wouldn't give up one second for anything.

Yes, I may have been fired. 

But who the fuck cares. I want to travel anyway. And I still have habana...regardless of the fact that I make no money there. 

It's all okay.

It's all perfect.