I’m just tired. I’ve been focusing my energy on some things I told myself I wouldn’t when I moved. I’m starting to let work creep into my social life - what little there is of it. It’s time to reprioritize and get back to the mountains for some fishing. Time to get back to the gym hardcore. Time to visit with friends and buy them a beer.

Easier said than done, right? I can tell that I’m getting things all turned around because the smallest things are starting to get to me, and now I can see myself take it out on the wrong people. I’m watching myself be an asshole from a 3rd person perspective, kinda like when you’re watching a scary movie and you scream to the character, “I wouldn’t do that if I were you” then the dumbass does exactly what you said not to. I don’t like it. I’ve been there before and it bites.

But now I know. And knowing’s half the battle. Those are wise word from my friend Joe.

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