My Dead Letter Office

All that said, I’ve been bleeding affection for months now and can’t help but feel a little embarrassed. I’m not running around with random peeps or anything, but I have a hard time managing the other 95% of life that grinds to a halt every time my mind wanders off to play in fantastical and semi-fictional worlds for a few hours.

I know the only solution I’ll be able to look back at and be happy with is staying focused on performing my duties in life, staying hungry in my work, and letting things unfold naturally.

That said, I can’t help but want to disappear every time I see a couple holding hands. What can I say? I love handholding.