Today when I was driving my siblings and myself home from church, we had the windows down (because I like it that way) and the car next to us at a stoplight had their music really loud--we could hear it even though their windows were closed. So I started dancing (as well as you can, in a car) and they turned their music down. >D
I don't know why people close themselves up in little boxes when they can have awesome experiences with the world outside their own car.
Also, because of play rehearsals I frequently had to drive home from Bastrop in the evenings and the sky is always doing something amazing on the left side of me. It's sad because I'd love to stare at it but I have to look forwards. Driving and all.
But there won't be much more of that. My needing-to-be-in-Bastrop-in-the-evening days are over now. :3
I like knee socks. This blog has nothing to do with knee socks, except when it does. This was mangapasta from 2009-2013. It's been archived now... sorta?
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