about 5 years ago
i finally began painting on that giant canvas i was so excited to use and it made me just as happy as i wanted it to. drove to work alone for the first time. laughed a lot. micheal kept trying to make me smile and it wasn’t hard at all. when we’re closing shop i have a weird want to turn around and ask lauren, ‘i’m okay, right’. because lately i think I’ve been loud and selfish. i drive home alone singing out of key but so so in love.
