As hard as it is for me to admit it, I think it's time to wake up and smell the roses. I haven't changed one bit, I just tried to convince myself that I could be happy with this type of life. I even had it for a second, I was good. I was the closest I have ever been to true joy. Until it hit me... I'm me. That will never change. I crave the hustle and bustle of the big city, I crave concrete, I long for the lights, the noises at night...my inspiration. Random cafes filled with jazz music, strange faces everywhere, a new adventure everyday...
Small towns aren't me. Vacationing there is great, but I think my holiday has been over for a while...
I miss the big city.
today it was easier to smile =]
it's sunny out
it's friday
im gonna try to forget that i didn't sleep well b/c i was coughing all night
i'll take some mucinex after i eat and hopefully be better
coffee with a friend
meeting till 2ish
then pants shopping with brooke
then...who knows what the night will bring @Buhlake this smile is for you sir
cause of course you're usually the one to put it on my face
