I’ve been walking a thin line this week, skirting the edge of having a complete and total breakdown. The line was so thin, in fact, that all it took was getting a basketball to the face during recess to put me over the edge. I spent my Friday afternoon crying in my assistant principal’s office with an ice pack on my face.
But then I went to ACL. I danced and sang and sat in the sunshine. I soaked in the night rain showers and danced some more. So much for the Universe trying to kick a girl when she’s down.