This is getting just a little bit out of hand. But I guess it sure beats the alternative. Maybe it'll take me just a little bit longer to fall asleep, but maybe I'll kind of enjoy that. I'm dying for next week to roll around, but this weekend starting tomorrow morning is exciting enough for me to not mind, really.
Patience, patience, patience, patience, patience.
I love life.
I love love.
I love when the world seems to present so many possibilities.
P.S. I have a slight crush on Seymour Glass from A Perfect Day for Bananafish. He's quite the charmer.
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