Busy hardly even begins to cover it. My lazy summer days have quickly transformed to 5:45 am alarms, fighting morning rush hour traffic, babbling children or babbling college kids days. Eeeek. I've hardly any time to myself and when I do, it's spent with my eyes closed under mounds of sheets and people wonder why I don't do much on the weekends, hell I'm run down, I'm tired, I just want to sleep. Haha.
School has been cool so far, I'm just kind of over it for the moment, lol, I love school and hate school all at the same time. My kind of learning doesn't happen in a classroom reading out of a book or listening to a lecture or copying down notes from a Powerpoint Presentation.
Here's some advice: Never fall in love with the person someone has the potential to be...dangerous territory.
And I saw you there, on the corner of heartbreak and the middle of nowhere. Which is, by the way, where we all run to when there’s nothing to come home to. We began to call it our secret place, where we had a blanket that only took up a small amount of space in a place where the land seemed to race for miles and there we were caught between the sunshine and pensive smiles. And we were small, so incredibly little in comparison to this vast expanse of reward and trouble, love was made there, no it wasn’t groundbreaking, but it was earth-shatteringly subtle.