But, like I said, I’m not always good at being human. Because humans need other humans, for support or love or laughter or company… We need each other. I know that. I’m just not great at living like it.
Last week, here’s what I did: I kept moving. Just like I think we all do. I went to class, to work, did the homework I could remember to do, and I put one foot in front of the other. Because one thing I realized, at least for my situation, it could have been worse. So, so much worse.