Welcome To My Bed

Nostalgia and wallowing.



Sometimes I miss my shaved head a lot more than I should. Although I got so many compliments on what somebody decided to call my "summer hair" that I know this current length is the right one for right now. I really do feel so much more myself. I hope that feeling bleeds into other areas of my life. Also, I am pretty sure I'm finally coming to terms with the fact that late night drives on the Mass Pike are really all I need in terms of finding semi-clarity. I really needed Boston tonight, and it really pulled through for me. The Cantab is pretty consistent in its inability to disappoint me.