This is gonna be quick because I am at work and trying to look like I am actually accomplishing very important tasks.  Of which, I really do have to accomplish at some time today.  I love my job Squirt.  I really do and I feel so lucky that I get to do it every day. Your Dad feels the same way about his work and I know how rare that is, to love your job.  I think it defines success, doing something you love every day, regardless of how much money it brings you.  I am making a third of what I made acting but I am a thousand times happier.  I never miss it.  I celebrate being away from it.  I wasn’t cut out for the ruthless self-marketing and networking that it required.  I am still amazed I had as much success as I did, which was a hundred times more than most.  I really wish two things for you; that you love what you do for a living and that you never want to be an actor.  That’s all.  Or a smoker.  Both are kind of gross.

Moving on-

You have been a peach this whole week.  Pun totally intended.  I think we have turned a corner, you and I, the last two days.  I feel awesome. No nausea, I have an actual appetite, and some energy.

Here you are:

and here I am:

Things don’t bother me or excite me as much.  Which for me, is a really, really, really, good thing.

I feel super chill and I like it.

Bye for now,

love,

Mom