Ya know those days where you just feel like crying at almost any and everything that you see. Not a sad cry, but a grateful cry. The cry that exhales thoughts and feelings that you've been feeling but kept to yourself because they seem to only make sense to you. I feel like my life lately has been filled with those tears. Luckily my husband is cool with all my random sob fests and even though he may not totally get me, he pretends to really well. So much about life seems to change non-stop and too quick. I've never loved change and I don't see myself ever really changing my mind about giving change a chance, but i am hopeful that through all the changes I will get stronger and better. And i guess that's what life is about right? It seems like just yesterday I was counting down the days until i could go on my first date and get my drivers license, and now I'm married, 22 years old and supposedly an "adult". I keep waiting to wake up one day and feel different. Feel adult. Something. But I guess I'll just have to wait a little longer.
Lately our lives have been filled with School, Work, Driving to Work and School, Boxes, Bubble Wrap, Morning Walks, NBA finals, Bachelorette, Oatmeal {Which i am so very proud of}, Decor inspiration, and DIY discoveries galore. I'm summer times biggest fan and i think sometimes we should all break up with responsibility {he's never been that good to us anyway. kinda Needy.} and pretend like were in high school again. So on that note, I'm going out with my husband and I'm going to stay out as late as i possibly can!
