A very sushi day to you
It's funny how much energy I spend outlining plans in my head. I'm like an artist, sketching before I commit with paints and color. Then time passes and the color starts to fill in and at the end of a week where everything went exactly as planned, I feel proud and satisfied but tired. It reminds me of when I fly somewhere, I use all my energy to keep the plane lifted (because clearly the pilots and physics can't be trusted) and when we arrive safely I feel satisfied but exhausted from the effort.
Tonight there are still more plans, but they are without pressure to fit my preformed mold. I will eat sushi and relax and that will be that. Tomorrow are more plans, also casual and without expectation. brennarella is in town and much catching up will occur and beyond that I don't care how the weekend goes. This is good.
Last night I took my last final of the semester and beforehand there was talk of asking the teacher to curve, and when my co-classmates told me I should ask because the prof likes me, I was secretly pleased.
I need to read 7 more books this year to hit my goal. Recommendations for some nice, light, escapist fiction?
Tonight there are still more plans, but they are without pressure to fit my preformed mold. I will eat sushi and relax and that will be that. Tomorrow are more plans, also casual and without expectation. brennarella is in town and much catching up will occur and beyond that I don't care how the weekend goes. This is good.
Last night I took my last final of the semester and beforehand there was talk of asking the teacher to curve, and when my co-classmates told me I should ask because the prof likes me, I was secretly pleased.
I need to read 7 more books this year to hit my goal. Recommendations for some nice, light, escapist fiction?