A Sentence for September (30/30)

I have so much more to say.

A Sentence for September (29/30)

I suppose I should be thinking that it's problematic that my sense of self-worth is so strongly attached to my sense of my productivity.

A Sentence for September (28/30)

I miss everything.

A Sentence for September (27/30)

There really is so much work to do.

A Sentence for September (26/30)

Maybe it's just the drugs they prescribed me, but I'm kinda getting excited about this idea called cohousing, living with a group of people, even after I "grow up" and even in the event I get married.

A Sentence for September (25/30)

This is amazing.

A Sentence for September (24/30)

I'm mainly pulling for everybody to get into the kingdom 'cause I'm acutely aware of how messed up I am, and if I have any hope than so do they.