One day early. It’s a beautiful day in Minneapolis, I turn 41 tomorrow, and I can’t help but feel wholly empty and spent.

Here is how I’m getting through. I’m drinking coffee, watching the sunrise, touching grass, and trying to remember that there are people who care… Even though they are silent.

I have this undeniable urge to trauma dump, but I will pause and wish all of you well. If you’re feeling down today,, I hope you know you are not alone. I’m here with you.