It’s my dad’s birthday today. He would have been 91. Happy Birthday Daddy. 🥳

I’ve been busy this past week. I was feeling really down with my dad’s looming birthday and had been trying to keep myself active so I wouldn’t be crying every day. I don’t have any issues with crying, I just didn’t feel like being sad all week though, so I decided to do other shit instead.

I mean it’s not all bad, I have gotten a lot of stuff done which is good, since we know how much I love to procrastinate. The only problem is depression room (I love how I just keep pretending this is an actual phrase. I mean, I’m sure you know what I’m talking about so whatevs) has set in and I’m going to have to clean it today.

An upside to depression room is when its over I just zone out to dnb and end up with a spic and span room that satisfies all my OCD needs.