After this whole year of being miserable, crying close to every day, not being happy because of my living situation, and just overall unhappiness, I’m super excited that I’ll have the chance to go to Disney and spend Christmas with my pledge kid.
Honestly, between my last job with the military and the current teaching job, I haven’t had anything to be remotely ecstatic about. I’m not happy.
And for the first time in I don’t know how long….probably since May 2011 when I went to Vienna….I’m happy.
I can’t fall asleep because I’m so excited at the thought of this.
Not from being sad, angry, or worried. I can’t not sleep from feeling awful this time. It’s because I’m happy and excited.
I wish for more nights like this.