It's Tuesday, but I keep thinking it's Wednesday.
It's the month of Christmas! I just thought I'd remind you.
I want to paint my nails tonight, and I want to paint them each a different festive color. Just because I can.
For the life of me, I cannot concentrate today even though I really need to. (Really) Can you tell?
I want all of my friends to be right here with me right now, because I miss them, and they're all the best, and they make things better.
I want a puppy.
I can't decide if I want a sequinny shirt for the holiday season or if that would make me feel like an 80 year old who is trying to be festive.
I think it would be cool if my boss said, "Hey, go home and bake all day. Just take pictures of what you bake and show them to us tomorrow."
I also want a pet tiger. And then I would move to a state where it actually snows, and I would watch my pet tiger play in the snow. I wouldn't have to get out of the way if the tiger was running toward me, because we'd be the best of friends, and he would know that I am his friend and not his next meal.
Since today feels like Wednesday, will tomorrow feel like Tuesday?