A couple of nights ago, I got a text. Just a few simple words, but they meant so much.
“Hey, are you okay?”
On a scale of 1 to 10, I was at a 7 of not okay. Classes were taking their toll on me, homework was piling up around me, even part-time work seemed like too much, and the house looked like three tornadoes tore through it. All the nopes (my organizational skills can only do so much, apparently).







