Title's Are Overrated

Ahhhh. What a beautiful colorwheel you are. Adorable.

You know what? Don't worry yourself. We're fine. We're all friends here.

And yum.

I really dislike old people wearing TOMS, really people of any age wearing them. Something about it absolutely disgusts me. Yesterday, I noticed that my 60-something-year-old professor was wearing TOMS - black sequined TOMS. Why?! And today, I was coming down the escalator of my work and saw a man in his upper 40's wearing green TOMS. But he wasn't your average 40 something. He was dressed in khaki shorts and a summer button down shirt and had very dark skin and blonde shaggy hair. He looked like the embodiment of the typical doting but extremely distant bachelor that takes his gal pal on a pretend family beach vacation. But not the type that actually goes to the beach. He was the type of guy that stays in his hotel (which has a tanning bed readily available), occasionally gets pedicures and goes.... yachting or parasailing. (Also most likely has an addiction to fine wine and rare imported fish). That guy.

Already decided. I'm smoking cigarettes in my bathtub when I get home. I am not going to abide by my previous "no smoking in the house" rule I made for myself- I want to smoke in my house tonight! In my bathtub. Most likely fully clothed. Possibly reading. Possibly napping. Definitely taking pictures. It is already epic in my mind; I can't wait.

Ahhhh, life is good. Surprisingly refreshing. Or refreshingly surprising- I'm not sure which. But I do like it a great deal.

“What should I do about the wild and the tame? The wild heart that wants to be free, and the tame heart that wants to come home. I want to be held. I don’t want you to come too close. I want you to scoop me up and bring me home at nights. I don’t want to tell you where I am. I want to keep a place among the rocks where no one can find me. I want to be with you.”
— Jeanette Winterson