This is how I feel today.

I need a new perm. I get my hair did up at 3. I’m too chicken sh*t to change it.

It’s technically Friday - no school tomorrow. I don’t have to catch the bus.

I suddenly feel this intense desire to travel. This too shall pass. I just read Hilary’s happenings in Xalapa, Mexico. This intense feeling comes over me throughout the week, every week. Ultimately, it’s an anxious feeling like I need air.

Matt arrived: day 735 of my long distance relationship. I love our little car rides from the airport into town. Nothing quite compares to those confusing 15 minutes when I have to concentrate on the road while being totally distracted by his presence. We love stop lights. That’s when I feel like I have air again.

Courteous T