Two confessions

1. I just drank from the carton of milk. It was both delicious and liberating.

2. I am about to sleep in the clothes I've worn all day...which just happen to be the same clothes I slept in last night.

Being on vacation is amazing. :)

I'm going to drive right outta here and right into the arms of a stranger. It is truly my plans. I must not be like the other girls with their hopes and dreams and lovers. I must not be like the girls who can commit to a man and just go for the heartbreaking loss of loneliness. I must not be like those girls who make it out of here with a solitaire. I am the one who leaves on an epic journey to loving matrimony with my own problem lover. That's right, he's going with me. I am my own problem. Sigh.

It's just that I always want something I cannot have.

It's just that I don't want what I can have.