Man. My writing streak got killed this week, just like my spirit. I don’t know what else to say about this past week besides that project management does indeed require, yes you guesses it, management. Now in theory having studied it for the past year, it seemed simple. Also experience as a supervisor seemed helpful. Both were irrelevant. I’ve had to deal with things and people that I would personally not like to be privy to. Here’s the thing though, unless I’m going to go purchase 20 acres and homestead (and I’m not…I’m not a “farming” girlie)… the factor in all walks and visions I have for my life involve one common theme. Other fucking people and honestly I’m tired of it. All of you go away, I need a moment to think.