I’m taking the day off to do some basic cleaning, some writing and a sh*tton of editing.
I still don’t know what to do. I grew up with a man who still mourned the loss of the Roman Republic.
I feel at this point I don’t even know how to get to okay.
But I’m working on it. There is no surrender. That much I know. I will not surrender, I will not kneel. I will not submit. Want to make me? Drag me! Drag me every inch of the way.