Moved out of my parents house about a week and a half ago into a beautiful apartment right next to the ocean. I walk upstairs and I'm at work...I'm living with my roommate from college, I'm working for nine bucks an hour cleaning up after cats.
Things are awesome. I read, I sleep, I work, I write, I draw, I sing when I'm bored, walk around the beautiful grounds and down on the beach.
I just keep humming this silly song while enjoying the sunlight and the steam rising off the ocean. It's like this big sigh of relief. I know I have to fix my truck, I just had a tooth pulled and I still need to get my stuff from the 'rents house but for some reason I'm not stressing about it. Life...life is good.
Ahhh, yeah. That's the rub.
- Listening to: Sheryl Crow - Love is free
- Reading: Dhampir
- Watching: Nothing!
- Playing: Halo - the original, duh.
- Eating: Apples and cheese
- Drinking: Iced tea with lemon.