You know sometimes when certain things just distract you? ALL the time? Even if they don't take up every physical moment, they take up every single thought in your head..?
Yeeeeahh. Thats me. This thing keeps changing my plans. Keeps making this "easy semester" seem so incredibly packed. How does it work? Beats me. I don't have time to think of the why, how, or when it all happened. All I have time for is that thing in itself. But this thing is making me happier than pretty much anything else has ever been able to. I make it sound complicated. When in all reality, it's easy. It's easy and perfect. And I love it.
That thing is somethin' else, I tell ya. He makes me act like a smitten, lovesick, little girl. But I'm okay with that. Very okay.
Did I say he...? I meant ..thing.
Yeah..
