20-something, New England, wife-to-be, wannabe yogi, mental health field, dog lover, perpetually in thought. I dump the contents here.
Ugh, I don’t want to go.
It’s rainy and wet. My feet hurt today. I’d rather watch shows and drink wine.
Perhaps I’ll just drive towards the studio. I can change my mind at any point. And at least say I tried.
I remember being young — like, under 10 — when my childhood best friend tried to drown me as a joke.