I breathed ... and the world didn’t end.

Do you remember your dreams? Mine last night was magical. It was one of those dreams that you wake up from wishing you could just fall back asleep and continue on in that life… And it was one of those dreams that took life at a different angle… I’m not really sure how to explain it- it just let me see people in a new light… let me think about real life so differently. It made me happy and sad at the same time because I know that it isn’t reality. Oh well.

My cousin visited from Portland with her friend Sky. We had Mexican food and it was tasty- as usual- I’m glad it’s our place to go. And I’ve been able to get miscellaneous things done today- not homework, but some of the little details that needed to be taken care of.
Ever need a day to just breath? Yesterday was ¾ that way (I was able to breath)- and I loved it. The ¼ that wasn’t was quickly reverted because Dan and Annan stepped in and talked some sense into me- mostly by kicking me out of the kitchen ☺.

Sleeping in, coffee, sunshine, nose piercing, tattoos, music, Burger King , make-overs, dear old friends, cooking for 60, spaghetti sauce everywhere, old staff-mates, sugar, sharing chairs, flowers, basketball, laughter, post game blowout , Sword in the Stone, Swedish Pancakes, foot rubs, head massages, and most of all- no homework.