Last week was unequivocally one of the worst weeks of my life. Betrayed and pretty much left alone in the worst possible way. Just days of anxiety before any kind of relief. It's made me put alot in perspective. Especially when this weekend is a con I haven't done since the pandemic and my birthday is rapidly approaching. I've decided to take this next year into my own hands.
Coincidentally this was just announced....
So I'll be taking a trip to Vegas next year, never been and kinda always wanted to so here we are. Talking to one of my closest friends for over 20 years as this was the soundtrack to our chaotic youth.
37 didn't start the way I wanted and seemed to be nearly ending the worst possible way, 38 will be VERY different......
