So, with all of this "OMG! There's only three weeks left and I've just got to...." stuff rolling around, what do I do? What is the one thing I decide I want to do now, right now, of all of the times I could have picked doing this? I've started to think about traveling. Ugh!
I really just want to go somewhere.
Did you ever have that feeling? I really just want to go and check out a beach or a mountain or a mountain next to a beach or a....Ugh! I can't go anyplace. I have too much to do. There's just too much to fit in between now and the end of the year. (Somebody, please save me from all of this!)
A beach. Here's a picture of a beach because, like, I've been thinking about one. (No other reason really. I mean, it is a perfectly good beach and all, and I'm sure you've seen lots of beaches, but I just had to have one. Today, by golly, I just felt like a beach.)
And me without my suntan lotion. Oh, the horror of it all.
Until next time...