Labor Day.

Day 249
Hope everyone had a safe holiday. Shout out to my friend, Katie, who turned 21 today. She passed out during her birthday dinner, so I would say she had a great birthday. I will need to continue my 20 things tomorrow. For now, I leave you with one of the most inspiring song I can think of. This has become my anthem for life.


Sometimes in the morning I am petrified and can't move
Awake but cannot open my eyes and the weight is crushing down on my lungs
I know I can't breathe and hope someone will save me this time
And your mother's still callin' you insane and high, swearin' it's different this time
And you tell her to give in to the demons that possess her, that god never blessed her insides
Then you hang up the phone and feel badly for upsetting things, crawl back into bed to dream of a time
When your heart was open wide and you loved things just because, like the sick and dying

And sometimes when you're on, you're really fuckin' on
And your friends they sing along and they love you
But the lows are so extreme that the good seems fuckin' cheap
And it teases you for weeks in its absence
But you'll fight and you'll make it through, you'll fake it if you have to
And you'll show up for work with a smile, you'll be better and you'll be smarter
And more grown up and a better daughter or son and a real good friend
And you'll be awake, you'll be alert, you'll be positive though it hurts and you'll laugh and embrace all your friends
And you'll be a real good listener, you'll be honest, you'll be brave
You'll be handsome and you'll be beautiful, you'll be happy

Your ship may be comin' in, you're weak but not givin' in to the cries and the wails of the valley below
And your ship may be comin' in, you're weak but not givin' in
And you'll fight it and you'll go out fightin all of 'em...
Better Son/Daughter - Rilo Kiley