Sometimes I feel like my mind is so cluttered and messy. It's almost like someone let a band of 6 year olds invade the deepest corners of my mind and let them have at it with splatter paint. That's the only way I know to describe it. It's like all my thoughts are screaming at once and I can't decided on which one to deal with first.

















Psalm 73:26

I want a puppy.

Never go places and sit alone. I found that out the hard way tuesday night while I was waiting from some friends in a coffee shop. Some strange man decided to take it upon himself to relieve me of my “solitude” which I happened to be enjoying before his presence. Therefore, in order to avoid this happening again in the future, (that is, if I ever go anywhere like that alone again) I have come up with a few solutions.

Either A: I will bring masses of school books and appear too busy studying for any random conversation.

B: Fake a phone call.

or C: Pretend to be an exchange student from Russia that does not speak English.

Now I realize A and B are the easier of these performances. But I think I’ll just stick with C, because it just sounds like way too much fun. Well that and Zoya Ekaterina Gorbachova has a nice ring to it.