I could rant about my job. Again.
I could tell you about how I used to be a loner and then go into a rant about friends.
I really want to post about what I
But this post was already planned before I even got home.
I was asked to visit this past weekend.
I was almost in awe? of the boy.
We were standing in the kitchen and he was tidying up while our food cooked and I had this little smile on my face, like wow, you've really settled in and seem so grown up.
It was so strange, but definitely in a good way.
And I'd like to visit again.
But next time I'll have to bring the laptop and a couple extra books.
Yes, I got bored.
It's difficult visiting someone.
They feel a need to keep you entertained, but they have their own stuff to do at the same time.
It'd be different if we lived together.
All my stuff would be there.
Know what I mean?
You can only bring so much to keep yourself entertained when you visit someone and if you're still getting to know the city you don't want to venture off on your own just yet.
I'm not saying this was a bad trip, it'll just take a few tries to get it right.
I didn't take a lot of random pictures, because a)the snapshot noise is sorta loud