Yesterday was my birthday. I turned 25. So begins my quarter-life crisis.
The title of today’s post sounds a little stressful. Or perhaps it only does for me.
I feel rotten.
I woke up this morning without a clue that the worst mass shooting the U.S. has ever seen had happened in Las Vegas last night. When I sat upstairs with my mom right before I had to leave for work, she was scrolling through Facebook and asked, “What happened in Las Vegas?” I immediately searched and found that several had been killed during this evil and violent attack on innocent lives, and even more have been injured.