Safety

All that matters at the end of this week is that the weekend is here and I will get an extra day to recover.

Just ignore all that fuzz....

Something great is happening. I don't know why it picked me but it has. I have become fascinated with the whole 'Whats going to happen next?!?!' Each day has become an adventure. Each time my phone chimes a new message I get excited. I count down days, hours until I get it in person.

This girl wears a smile a large majority of the day. It may be nothing but boy if I am not having a great time finding out. People around me are mostly sick of hearing about it but I don't care. I love to share this feeling and if I have to go to the ends of the earth to make sure everyone is smiling like me then I might as well begin my trek.

Inside jokes, many inside jokes and don't ask how we pulled THAT off. Eyes wide open, but closed when the time is right. Talks of the what may be and the caution of the what might happen.

All I can say is at the end of the day, even if it doesn't go as hoped, I can turn around and say someone once treated me like I was worth it. Didn't jump the gun. Didn't look at me like I was crazy, even when I was acting crazy, because 'I was upfront about those actions.'


(Can we just skip to the next part so I know... HAHAHA)