I have fallen way behind on my writing. This is due to working and getting immersed in the stressors of life. I also worry about conflicts that could arise by posting pictures of the people that I engage with on a daily basis. I am working with homeless people in a way I had never imagined. At the same time I have to be held to a certain level of ethical and professional responsibility. Hopefully I can provide the information and substance needed to finish this project appropriately. But I have to do what is right.
I woke up at my girlfriend’s apartment. Around 8:30 a.m. I got my stuff together and I went and played handball. After handball I went back to my girlfriend’s apartment. We spent the night together. There’s really not much to talk about. And I’m writing much later than when this day happened so I forget exactly what I did.