dashboard.
oh my gosh. i am so tired. not really sleepy, just weary. i'm ready for school to be done, ready for moorpark to be done, ready for a change of pace. francesca's lucky to be going away. part of me wishes that i could get away so much. the other part of me is glad to stay with my coffee shop for one more semester. sigh. i've said before that i'm going to miss it, and it's the truth. but tonight, anywhere but here sounds nice.