Keep a tight grip like a child holding on to a swingset...
It's amazing here. Rolling out of bed and off to class for a few hours. During breaks, I walk around the courtyards or through the breezeways or swing on the swingsets. And after my last class, it's time to really relax. Then I have study hall at 8:30. Then I wander aimlessly around or hang out in the dorm. Somehow I fit homework into that. Then at the end of the day, I crawl back into my bed and snuggle with Jimbo's shirt. Then I fall asleep dreaming of sleeping with him, and I wake up happy again.
But, (and there is always a but)...
Stress is causing a tear in my picture perfect day.
I think it's judgement day.
But, (and there is always a but)...
Stress is causing a tear in my picture perfect day.
I think it's judgement day.