The only comman factor is that they were all thought by me on the hour long drive from work to Coco's house tonight.
I think I will replace all the boring buttons on my button down shirts with bright funky buttons that I will buy at thrift shops and craft stores. Feeling no obligation to match them to each other, or even to the shirt.
The smell of JR's car gave me a flashback to a dressing room of the first major theater I ever danced in. I remember being nine years old, tugging up my tutu, going onstage, and realizing that I would never in my life have more fun than this.
That a boyfriend that holds your hand while driving is not to be unnoticed or unappreciated for even a day.
That that is the biggest freakin' crow I've ever seen in my entire life!
I think I will replace all the boring buttons on my button down shirts with bright funky buttons that I will buy at thrift shops and craft stores. Feeling no obligation to match them to each other, or even to the shirt.
The smell of JR's car gave me a flashback to a dressing room of the first major theater I ever danced in. I remember being nine years old, tugging up my tutu, going onstage, and realizing that I would never in my life have more fun than this.
That a boyfriend that holds your hand while driving is not to be unnoticed or unappreciated for even a day.
That that is the biggest freakin' crow I've ever seen in my entire life!
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I once held a girl's hand in my car. She was not my girlfriend, and it was a unique moment for both of us. I doubt she has forgotten. For once in my life, I was actually there for someone who needed emotional support.
FYI - I changed my blog address.
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