i'm thankful that though yesterday was an exhausting day, it was a productive one. i'm thankful that i did training sessions with three different people and that though i was anxious about all of them, i think they all went pretty well. i'm thankful for the long meeting we had at the end of the day where the CEO had us do an exercise to try to help determine an important component of the future direction of the company—i'm thankful to work at a company where customer support is valued enough for us to take an active role in this discussion, which i don't think would be true lots of places. i'm thankful for all of those productive meetings yesterday, but i'm also thankful that today i don't have any meetings and will be able to just put my head down and work on my own.
i'm thankful for
lana. i'm thankful for
this analogy about modest mouse. i'm thankful for
SURF DUMB, my favorite new lifestyle brand.
i'm thankful that i first started to feel the effects/side effects of the zoloft yesterday, even though they weren't entirely positive. i'm thankful that though my brain felt foggy and slow in the afternoon, i was still able to do the things i needed to do. i'm thankful that though after work i felt pulled under by a wave of dread and discomfort, i, at the same time, felt a certain level of distance from them, as if i was watching them through glass. i'm thankful that my body, which would normally feel very noisy and tight at times like this, didn't feel that way, that there was a hollow calm in my head, which was not ideal but which was certainly different and not entirely unpleasant. i'm thankful that rather than fight against the tides of my mind, which felt like walking in deep wet sand, i got into bed early and started reading a book, to try to put my head in someone else's head. i'm thankful to be reading
mean by
myriam gurba, where the sentences are all live wires, sparks spraying from every word.