twenty four is a confusing age to be at. it's like one day i'm handling things quite well, and the next i'm completely losing my grip on reality! it's all about finally putting my plans into action, which is easier said than done. i'm thinking it's time to put my life as a barista to rest, after more than two years. i mean, there's only so many lattes i can make before i seriously lose my mind. and i really need to quit humouring that stereotype of being a siren slave with an art history degree...
mondays are an odd day to have off. people are rushing about on their first day after a restful weekend, and i'm just talking to my lilycat about architecture and the crazy stuff going on throughout the world. but it's just not a quiet day around me. at least sisterface is stuck home with me!
tor miller - carter & cash
