Most days I feel like a bizarre case study.
Most days I try to diagnose my abnormal behaviors.
Most days I think I've figured myself out.
And then I prove my own theories wrong.
At my worst, I'm
At my best, I'm
And most days, I'm both.
Oh what a tangled web we weave.
Yesterday was refreshing to spend my time at a coffee shop.
I wish most days could be like this.
Most days I wake up with crazy hair.
Today was no different.
And most days I plan my outfits around what shoes I will wear.