It's 00:31 and I have packed a total of... one towel. And made the decision not to bring all of my makeup with me, 'cause I'm going to Toves, and I won't need it.
So there. That's not a complete loss of.. 10 hours. Right?
My eyelids are getting droopy.
Must be 'cause I got up at 06:30 this morning.
Paul Simon. And pack.
Then late-night popcorn and Criminal Minds.
Or possibly Twilight.
I finished the fourth book this morning, waiting for my phone to ring.
I feel like I don't know what to do with my life now. It's so empty.