journal

Fighting turkeys, sandy shoes and 4am coffee

It's been a while since I've written, again. And surely there's always plenty going on in my head. But as always i must choose what to put here and what not.

  • I won't tell you about married life, because well it's a long topic. But most times it's amazing. God is good and so are rough spots. Because through them we grow, we are shaped and molded to be better together. Life is nice together. But more about that maybe some other time.
  • Had a birthday, missed my family, had some gifts. Also not the topic for this time.
  • Made all sorts of foods, learned new things, had adventures and outings,...

Writing anxiety smaller

Today was just horrible. Terrible. Frustrating. Well it didn't start out like that. Well not entirely. Wait, let me rewind and start from the morning.
I wake up to the sound of my alarm, as i write this i can't even recall what my alarm sound is. Some things just become so routine that we forget them. Well maybe it's just me. But waking to my alarm i felt terrible. Not sure why, but waking up feels awful lately. And by lately i mean... emm 2-3 months or so? Can't even tell anymore. Sometimes i lose track of time how long i've had some things. So i try waking up, moaning about another day...