Sleepless in San Bernardino

True to form on a sleepless night, I’ve been dissecting every fine detail of my life ~ and I’ve come to conclude that as I am nearing the ripe old age of 23 (sarcasm), I have been so fortunate that my proverbial-world-crashing experiences do not extend beyond things that I can overcome with passing time. I am extremely fortunate. Upon these epiphanies emerging in the wake of recent events, I find myself humbled (and a bit weathered) ~ knocked off of my high horse and brought down to earth a bit wiser. I am a better person in spite of it all.