Today has been strange. It started out pretty normal, I had some tummy issues but got better and then went to take some photographs of the amazing food at the resort I work at.
I got to go back in the kitchen, which was so cool and I watched the chef prepare everything and he was excited about it and then I got excited. I started having all these cool ideas for the next thing I'd photograph and I realized how freaking lucky I am to have basically my dream job.
I just sort of rode this high the whole way back to my office and was incredibly happy until I started having a weird ache in my arm on the way home and it all sort of came crashing down. The anxiety has been getting steadily louder since then, which generally means it's time for bed.