i’m that one guy. ‘tall boy.’ i want you to know i did it. i told her how i felt. we were drinking orange juice. and eating blueberry scones in my kitchen. we were going to my cousin’s wedding that day.
Today is a good day, even though I woke up late and went to bed around two. I have good feelings. I really hope today is at least a little good. The life I live is certaintly fickle, but I can’t help but love every morning of it. I hope you feel the same, go live your life, or feel free to live vicariously through me (as I begin my blog again).