It's really, honestly, seriously Thursday. Already.

2:19 PM

It's almost the weekend.
Already.

Holy crap.
 
It's been a whirlwind. My life is getting away with me. The mornings melt into afternoons that sink quickly and deeply into nights. Then the whole process starts all over again and it feels like it's been a matter of seconds. I spend my days telling high school seniors that this year will positively fly by, but I keep forgetting that it's coasting at warp speed for me too.
 
A thousand sunrises.


 
It's hard to talk myself into getting up at 5:30 am to drive into Detroit. Harder when I know that number will actually be closer to 4:30 because the traffic is so unlike anything I've ever experienced before, it takes an extra hour just to clear fifteen miles during rush hour on the main highway, so congested with traffic it is.
 
But then,
 
 
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And there's the small good things that keep it lively. Like the other night, when I didn't come home from work until almost 10. Naturally I made myself some sugar toast. It makes me feel like a rockstar.
When I was a little girl, my Oma would make me sugar toast for breakfast every Sunday before church. And I respect the intelligence of any woman who knows that sugar on toast is comparable and therefore the only reasonable lead-up to a religious experience.
 
I know that it makes a bad day turn into a freakin' awesome day. It turns a late work night into a
"Heeeyyyy! I'm alive and it's dark outside! Are those stars! Oh-mylanta! They are. Isn't life beautiful!"
 
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I'm enjoying the way summer is lending itself, finally, to fall. The air is cooler. Everything is just right.
 
 
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I'm enjoying No Doubt. I've been waiting since 2001 for some new music and praise Jesus, it's here. It's not the same, not the music that made them famous, but it's good. I'm liking it.
Perfect timing, too. I like music that sings the lyrics of my life and happy Gwen makes happy Jenn. That is, this album isn't a 'break-up' album. The tunes are good and about happy people. That's my thing. I like happy.
 
We're so lucky.
I don't know where all the time went.
Light years and so many moons
....
You and me, we got gravity.
 
In a couple days, Ryan and I will have passed another year together. Another year.
Where did the time go?
I can't help but think, too, about how easily bored I am. I like stimulation. I need recreation, constant attention, something to do. But that man, I just never get enough. I never get bored.
 
Boy, you got me good. Oh you push and shove.
You're hustlin' me.
 
But I guess that's because some people are just made for each other.
And when you know, you know.

I know.
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