Last Wednesday I actually got an evening to myself, and it was heavenly. I thought I had to work for some foolish reason, so I rushed out of my last class only to get to work to have confused looked faces staring at me. So I laughed at myself, instead of getting mad, and almost felt like I was giving myself (in a way) a gift.
I realized this night, that I now know why some of the time I like to wander by myself at lunch. Its because I never get evenings like this, I need my time to think, relax, and do things that I am passionate about. I NEED it. So I subconsciously excuse myself and find a cozy coffee shop that I can endorse my thoughts in.
hmmmm. funny.
I have kind of realized recently that I am getting too much in the swing of things and I need to get out. escape.
Hopefully after all of this wedding stuff is over, and I finally am financially stable to move out in july, then I will unload a whole bunch of newness.