Monday, December 26, 2011

the nighttime is the rare time.

vacation time means staying up wayyy past your bedtime and drinking wayyy too much diet root beer.

seriously. i feel like i may just float away. but would that be so bad? floating away on a cloud made of root beer? or even a river made of root beer, since i'm assuming i'm floating because i'm not made of so much liquid. root beer is amazing; i wouldn't be entirely opposed.

these are the kind of thoughts that hit me late at night.

the nighttime is the best time.