i’m FREE. partially. ish.
it is friday morning, and i’ve just dragged my ass home from a nutty night at the butter factory. beat burger, beats burgers. anyday. maybe.
i look forward to this weekend to recharge, rejuvenate, and essentially ROT because papers are over and i want nothing more than to roll up like a giant sushi in my duvet, read books, sip tea, and listen to good music. i want to sleep with no alarms or appointments to wake me up, and play my guitar when i eventually surface from my sloth-y slumbering.
i want to cuddle, and snuggle, and get a tan. go for a picnic, and dance on a boardwalk.
WAVES SHALL LAP GENTLY AT MY TOES AND I WILL BE A PICTURE OF ZEN.
everything has been so hectic recently and starting NOW, i’m shutting the static out for awhile before it deafens me completely.