Despite the fact that I have spent a great long time working my way into jobs that I can continue to show up to, and love doing every day, it still doesn't mean that I wouldn't rather be somewhere else. Somewhere far from kitchens and broken spokes. This is for anyone who has had to snap their fingers, raise their voice, repeat themselves more than once (or 4 times), or reach out and smack me back to reality. Sorry, but this is where I have been.
Away from our little house. Away from our struggles to gain whatever it is we think we need. Middle of nowhere. Living.
Just be happy I came back.