Today, when I left work, it was still light outside. That’s the first time that has happened in many months, and I almost skipped down the steps. Then I remembered that loose brick and came up with a wiser plan – speeding home with my windows down… it’s 30 degrees.
Maybe I’m just an all-around idiot.
Life has been sort of a rollercoaster… or maybe more accurately one of those spinning teacup rides. You know, the kind that is so exciting and yet so extremely nauseating at the same time that when you finish you sort of stagger off and vomit. Yeah, I’d say that’s about accurate.
oh I dread the teacups.