Feeling more ugh and less yay. Feeling... trepidatious. Is that a word? ("She was underwhelmed if that's a word, no it's not cuz I looked it up, it's one of those skills that I learned in my schooooool...") There's no turning back and that bothers me. I like flexibility and un-committment. Suddenly I'm thinking about matching china sets and a colour scheme for the living room. Since when have I been the khaki/sage TYPE?
Just feeling a bit worried. What if everything doesn't work out perfectly? What if Life goes and happens to me?
And where the hell is this Play-doh smell coming from?!
(When I grow up, I'll be stable... It's funny how my friends at work don't believe I was ever a nutter.)
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