June 13-20

Dear Diary,

Work. Sleep. Sort. Work. Sleep. Sort. Sort. Sort. Sleep. Work. You get it.

I went to that concert that was my present to myself for leaving him. It was as wonderful as I had hoped. It felt like a fitting close to that chapter. I went back and forth leading up to it trying to decide if I really wanted to go by myself, but I did. It was magical.

I spent a couple of days with the kids. Since then it’s pretty much been work sleep sort. It’s getting there though! Just keep swimming, right?

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