I spent most of today wondering if I’ll ever feel completely at peace. I also despaired about the state of my love life. I thought about my aunt, who I visited yesterday, and found myself wanting her vibrant, sometimes mean side back, not the shell of a person her dementia has turned her into. I thought about the lives that were brutally taken too soon last year at the Pulse night club and how I want to keep thinking that there is still good in this world, despite the overwhelming tragedies.
I also registered for a class.