The Quincy Brown Line stop has so much character. Someone should shoot a movie here. I could do without the smell though. Pigeon shit I believe.
As a rule, I used to run, sprint, to catch an incoming train. But lately I enjoy the waiting. That little voice in my head has been telling me don’t rush. So I've been missing trains.
My brain was sleepy in class tonight. Note to self: always bring chocolate to a 4 hour class. dark chocolate. sugary. caffeinated. good for concentration… especially when I’m crammed in a small room with so many handsome prospective lawyers. FOCUS! Focus on the homework Mindy! I haven’t been doing the homework…
I used to care a lot about homework.
Reluctantly, I answered a question aloud tonight, and of course I had the wrong answer. Not so long ago in my life that may have induced a panic attack, for real. but this time I was able to forgive myself. and laugh. and breathe. and continue. Looking foolish is part of being human. if we’re doing it right.
So in fact time changes a few things sometimes without asking your permission. I used to rush around. I used to panic. I used to be more studious. And today I remembered: I used to be …in love. I almost forgot. A lot can change with time.
I’m going out for pizza tomorrow night with a boy. I don’t really eat pizza but he was so enthusiastic. How could I refuse? He’s a very cute boy. Oh… dating.
