I'll just keep it to myself in the sun, in the sun

this past week has been the very definition of an emotional roller coaster, not just those of myself, but everyone around me. Thankfully, the past 24 hours or so were possibly the best of my life. I went to the She and Him show at Sloss Furnace -which, by the way, is beautiful and the picture of intriguing. I'll definitely have to make a stop next time I'm in town and take a tour- and danced, laughed, sang and fell in love with M. Ward and Zooey all over again.


I'm so happy I decided to go up a day early, it was maybe the best rash emotional decision I've made in a while. Overall, this past long weekend was honestly the best girldate I've had in an extremely long time, with a spur of the moment decision to make the trip to Ikea in Atlanta. What should've taken two hours ended up being a five hour drive with countless illegal uturns and three point turns in the Atlanta highways... Thank God for A) Liz and my's ability to never be around cops and B) however we managed that without getting in a ridiculous wreck.
I'm not exactly sure what the past week means, however, even calm and collected, I still want to look into internships or working somewhere where I'd be able to live on my own, or with roommates or something of the sort. I understand that every person I know has no earthly idea of who they are or what they're doing at this point of our lives, but I do realize I need to start listening instead of just hearing, and hopefully my internal dialogue will eventually stop playing when I should be paying attention to the rest of the world.