So we all know what time of year it is...
And, true to tradition, every year around this time I get depressed.
I used to call it a quarter life crisis. Now I know that it happens EVERY year. To sum it up:
One year of my life is over.
I didn't accomplish much.
OMG I'm going to die someday.
Keep this mood going from May 1st-June 10th. Rinse and repeat!
Things really aren't that bad, you know? I have a wonderful family, a great boyfriend, no comment on the job, and some awesome guppies. You'd think I'd be satisfied.