It’s a Thanksgiving post. Sketch of our set-up.
Two days ago
My family is fucking inconsiderate, what else is new.
I won’t rescind this statement, because it’s very true.
Despite that, I still make it home several times a year. I still care if things are okay. I constantly wonder if one day I’ll regret not coming back more than I do.
I’m thankful for how much better I’ve become in my craft, and especially for the people who are there everyday to shape my growth.
Related, I’m thankful that I was forced to carefully evaluate what was next. And of course, thankful that I was able to find something which blew those expectations away.
I remain thankful for the people who helped me get into what ended up being the college of my dreams.
And that I found the perfect niche there, populated with the people of beyond my dreams.
I’m thankful for my friends, old and new, who share my passions and philosophies. Life has been so much better since I’ve had you.
I’m most thankful that after a day of work, I have someone to go home to, someone to share what we believe is our lives’ work.
I’m thankful tomorrow won’t be the same. I’m thankful we, especially the we who can read this on an insanely advanced device, are positioned to make that tomorrow a better place.