Listening to: Big D and the Kids Table - My Girlfriend's On Drugs
"She swears the cat is stealing our money (you gotta love her)"
"She's scared the house might fall on us (while we're sleeping)"
"When I put her to bed she says "Thank you Superman" (and I think I like it)
Obviously I have nothing intelligent to say...
Life moves on.
And I have no words for it.
No, I still don't know what the hell I'm doing with my life. I still don't know what's 'best' for me, or even what I want.
And yes, I'm still avoiding making such decisions.