what a good week this was. i got starbucks about three times, made a telephone, hung out with a lot of people, had some free time to think, got to make cards and paper cranes, took a ton of pics, got my star aperture to work, came close to losing body parts, had super nachos, and …:).
as good as my week was, i find myself lost, and i dont know what the hell i’m feeling. you know when you know you’re definitely not sad, but you dont FEEL really happy? maybe i’m thinking too much…nobody should need a reason to be happy.