Pheonix

I'm kinda feeling like a Pheonix right now.

The last couple of days have been the most overwhelming...ever. It has been out of control and straight up crazy. Like if Clint Eastwood and Tim Burton made a love-movie, that would be my life as of late. To say I've had a sort of breakdown would be fairly close to the truth.

But today, I have risen from what is now the ashy shambles of my previous self and am starting new, in a sense. Does that make me crazy?