one day or day one?

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a little must go a long way. as you'll come to recognize if you consistently keep up with my blog, i tend to take long and messy breaks away from this thing and return with my tail tucked between my legs. i've just been frying my brain the way that any sound 22-year old does when she's unemployed. it's my sanity in between surmounting the brutal challenges of new motherhood. solo parenting, for that matter! 

for the rest of the month of april, i want to use unconventional journal a little more unconventionally and provide short bursts of daily updates. perhaps i'll include musings, or perhaps i'll just inform readers that little hamlet and i spooned all morning.

i need confidence again. i don't know if my life's conjecture is simply that i'm an april fool, but boy! absolutely nothing is going on! 

i'm obfuscating here. really, so much is swirling around. i'm just not sure how i can have it escape me in a profound, meaningful way. i'm deathly terrified of confrontation and the art of realization. most of all, i'm afraid that once you say something, you can never take it back.

consistency is much better than perfection. i struggle with commitment just like everyone else!

something fun that happened to me today: i finally journaled (conventionally) for the first time in months. and i called my corsetted friend zach!

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