Today is my 23rd anniversary of hashing; my first hash was on Memorial Day 1999. However, due to the way things are in my life I can’t/won’t be at today’s hash to celebrate this, even though the start and end are mere blocks from the ITP Estate.
Though I had a lot of welcomed interactions with friends over the weekend — brewery and Mexican food Friday, hike and brewery Saturday, coffee and walk yesterday — I am still feeling completely mind fucked, angry, and hating my life as it stands currently. Given my past, and inability to move on like other people seem to do without effort, I can’t see how it will get better anytime soon.
It may be time for me to go away for awhile.
I solved today’s Wordle in four attempts; my starter today was BRINK