A little jazz piano. Calms my soul.
Good thing I kind of hate living here, because in 42 days I will not be living here. Even though I've already decided it will be the most difficult ripping off of the band-aid...good thing Paris and I will be meeting, and most likely falling in love.
I'm thinking of slow-playing this new years. My plans fell through, and I don't completely mind. I don't feel like going out, getting rowdy or intoxicated...basically making a big deal. I just want to do something low-key.
I don't think I could care less about Obama. Or the political realm at all.
I actually sorta like the rain...but I fear the freeze. I have a really big fear of falling down. Which is stupid.
Thank God for good coworkers. If I didn't like my coworkers, I think the slow days as of late would have driven me out of my mind. If I'm not talking about everything, I'm laughing. Dunn Bros is still my happy place.
