Paint a picture with my hands.

[ilieforonlyyou]

I am a total dork. I don't take compliments well. I look at the ceiling when I am nervous. I am entirely too cautious of the speedlimit. I hate when people spill any grainy-type substance on the floor for me to walk on. I enjoyyy traffic. Except if I am in a hurry. I like cheesy pop and country. I am I'm helplessly, hopelessly, recklessly...addicted to listening to Jessica Andrews. Whenever my airconditioner turns on, it sounds like my cellphone ringing. I really wish we'd baked cookies tonight. I am being pretty random, I suppose. I guess this is just for my lack-of Truth playing tonight...I am pretty scared about the future. For the first time that I can recall. I really need to grow up. Let go of somethings. Some friends. I read books and get too involved. Currently, I am a hippie journalist. I am enjoying this lifestyle. I have never really had the urge to travel until recently. I suppose that's weird, but I've just never had anyone I've wanted to travel with. I like the name Ava. I want us to have bright blue bottles in the windows of the kitchen, at our house, dear. To catch the sunlight, of course. If I listen really closely, I can hear Caleb breathing...and it's in the same pattern as mine.
I wish I were driving down Black Mud Road right now, too.
Goodnight
[and thank you].