I feel so incredibly relaxed right now. I've got my vanilla mocha, my soft yet sing-a-long-able music playing, and i've kicked my feet back and have successfully wound down. Its amazing. Its getting easier to talk to my mom about stuff, even though there are still a few awkward moments still. We somehow got on the subject of alcohol today... that was weird. And she started talking about church stuff. And then she started talking to me about babies. I love my mom... but... come on. I guess there isnt gonna be any reasoning with her, I just gotta deal with it. Someday everything will be cool. I love my job. Its is awesome. The only problem with it is that when I am home I cant stop thinking about it, my mind over-analyzes everything. I want to help the kid I work with so bad that I cant stop to help myself. But today I think I've successfully drugged my brain with the liquid crack that people call coffee. Its like sucking candy, only a candy that makes you way chill instead of hyper. Anyways, just a quick update for you my sweet, patient void. Even though you may not realize it, I always cherish your silent friendship and I do appreciate all of those times you were there to quietly listen and console me with your equally quiet wisdom. I am going to transfer all of your glory into hard copy one day. in the name of finally winding down