Thinking of something memorable to put as the title is hard. Using the date on the other hand… so quick… so easy. It’s the way it should be.
In the midst of my shower thoughts tonight, which are really just an extension of my couch thoughts, I started thinking some specific thoughts.
I’m not sure if I’m a lush, green type of person. There’s something about the burnt orange and dusty air of the south west that is just so welcoming. The chatter of leaves as they blow in the wind and how they crunch like potato chips underneath my feet is an impression that is so firmly established in my mind that it almost has a texture that I can feel.
I think a vacation is long overdue.