25 / by vanessa

This gravy train I've been on for the last week is coming to an end. I have to go back into an office tomorrow. Which is good, actually, since I take to wall crawlin' when I have spare time.

I keep getting ahead of myself. Like I see where I want to be, what I want to be doing, and I think I'm already there. And I suppose in some sense I am, but I still need to go through the motions in order to grow, in order to develop. This probably only makes sense to me.