We’re
forecasted to get about 10 inches of snow today. I feel like Jackson knows it.
He hasn’t left my side all day and is already asleep. When I took him for a
walk [he hates snow] he peed and then took off running back home. If he was
human I would have made us some hot chocolate with lots of marshmallows.
I’m
turning 25 in a little over five months. The future is going to come
regardless, but I feel like I really need to get my shit together. I just want
my birthday to be one of celebration and not of bitterness.
I want
pizza.
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