In case you had not noticed, I blog about teeny tiny things that happen in my life.
For those of you who do not live inside my brain, you may be surprised to know that I think in writing.
Allow me to demonstrate with this hypothetical example although I have the feeling I have done so before.
2:20:04 PM - I am waiting in line at McConn.
2:20:56 PM - I am at the register and my eyes see the barista is wearing a cute white sweater and dangly blue earrings that, had I seen them in a store, I would have mentally declared them 'too cool' for me.
2:20:57 PM - My brain says "I finally got to the register and the barista was wearing this cute white sweater and dangly blue earrings that, had I seen them in a store, I would have mentally declared them 'too cool' for me."
Do you see what I'm getting at?
I do not have thoughts for me, I have them for an audience as though the catalogue of my thoughts were being read in real time. Thank heaven that's not true and I can edit myself here.
Today, something worth blogging about happened but I won't write about it until after this weekend when I see my family because I KNOW they read this (I've made this blog a bookmark on their computers).
No worries, it's been photo documented and you will see the results soon, as well as hear about my birthday weekend with the fam.
That's right, I turn 19 on Tuesday. Woo!
Enjoy the suspense, all.
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