I walked around my elementary school the other day while taking Darcy for a walk. I felt strange and tall. Everything seemed so small and I am not tall.
There is a man in my office building that is nice as can be. Seems pretty normal. I run into him in the hallway and the parking garage all the time. His mustache is blue. BLUE. I suppose it is dyed. I have a hard time not staring at it. The urge to ask why it is blue is quite strong.
I was anxious yesterday because I overanalyze.
When I speak with someone that has an accent, I have a hard time not replying with the ‘same’ accent. Weird, I know.
I have a hard time getting out of bed when it is cloudy, like today. Darcy does not find it hard.
Leaving my dog at home when I go to work is really hard, but I forget about that when she greets me upon my return. This is her smile every. day.
I am looking forward to this. A weekend full of this.
These are my random musings.
Walk in love, dear readers!