I have so much to write. I’ve been thinking and observing up a storm and I have so many posts to write, but there just isn’t enough time. It’s 4 am. Who is having a great summer?
This week is going to be terrible because all that work that I pretended I didn’t have is finally creeping up on me like that scarily large centipede that my roommate encountered over the weekend did. I am currently living with a centipede lurking about. Shjsdkdlsjdjdjdkdjdjdkahagdlfjfjskf I hate bugs that can scale walls.