Some Days Life Is Just Dog Sh*t. But I Can't Complain, I'm Still Breathing.
Yesterday I woke up thinking, "Why do I even bother getting out of bed?" I raced to my sister's house to let out her two dogs. I fed them, blew them kisses, and flew out the door as fast as my stiletto's would carry me. I skimmied past two school zones, some road construction, and fog on my way to... Sign in to see full entry.