The cavity that holds my brain is seriously so empty right now that it could store the entire contents of my closet (and trust me, that's a lot), but it's not a bad feeling. In fact, it's almost comforting. I'm not spending countless hours thinking about the two unfinished novels that are gathering dust on this very machine, nor am I thinking about how I just ate an entire cup full of nothing but Ranch dressing and how disgusting that probably is, nor am I lingering over the fact that I just wasted the past four hours watching episode after episode of Boy Meets World and neglecting my homework. Heck, until it hits 2 AM, I probably won't even be worried about where my roommate is even though her class ended 2 hours ago. My head is so empty that my brain isn't even working to produce this; it's just appearing.
I know what you're thinking, and I'm impressed, too.
There is so much to be wondering and dreaming about right now, but my head is on vacation. I must admit that it's kinda nice, though my stats homework would beg to differ.
Why today was awesome: I painted my nails and they look like a zebra.
My year in numbers:
How Many Books I've Read: 5.5
How Many Times I've Lost My Key: 7
How Many Bowls of Soup I've Consumed: 16
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