It's like oh hey you're young.

I had a dream about buying a ferret and a turtle. And then unexpectedly, I was watching the ferret try to get inside the turtle's shell. I heard the scratching and I was too afraid to do anything. I was so afraid the turtle would die.
Then the ferret got so exhausted that it fell back with its tongue hanging out and the turtle escaped with lines on its shell.

This 26 year old magazine seller came to my door this morning to wake me up.
He said his schpiel and then cut the bull crap and we just started talking about my rash (that I think is self-induced) and how people around here could easily mistaken me for being Latina because no one around here is Asian.
He left by telling me I have a beautiful aura and that I should stop caring what a person thinks about me and that my rash will go away. It was more along the lines of "Girl, you just gotta be yourself."

I think my gut is telling me to be cautious. I could lose a best friend. I could lose myself.

I feel like I'm in an uninhibited swirl of young life and I could use some family to ground me.

I'm going to get grub with my little brother. He is the nicest person I know :)

What a cool bath curtain, right? Jake and I move in a week.