Sleep has become a distant past this week. Between the Cavs, Brian, and Chicago, I'm falling short. The issue is, I don't want to miss any of those things... I'm certainly struggling today. By tomorrow, I may be completely delirious. I can't imagine the state of Monday.

I feel as though I am such a slow grower. Careful, perhaps. I feel happy at the moment. And I don't know if it's the confidence of summer or the positive happenings that have aligned the past few weeks, but I feel good and aware.