Today I walked downtown from my little college to take a bus home (1), and the bus driver asked “why are you so smiley, do you have something good on your mind?” and I didn’t even realize I was smiling. I guess it just sort of happens sometimes. And my daddy picked me up from the bus stop and we picked up a pizza that Mary kept warm for us (2), and Art and I were reunited (3). I got my first bruise (that doesn’t show up if I stick with the black and white theme) having blood drawn (4), and when we got back my mom gave all 5 cats in the Martin household catnip to get “high with” (5). And a few minutes ago I realized it was nearly 11 PM and 60 degrees out, so I went and explored my neighborhood because even though the city is lovely scenery at night, there’s nothing like being out in the middle of the woods with barns and old graveyards all around. Only sad thing was the stray dogs who have made themselves at home on my front porch would not take a family portrait with me (6,7). And that is my day in photographs!
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incrediblethingsarehappening said:
That sounds like the kind of thing life should be about, instead of working all day and losing sleep to get some silly little letters after your name that tell people you’re smart
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whatifiwanttobeapurse said:
I see muh gurl SARAAAAAAAAAAY
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