You know sometimes it just gets harder and harder to write about random things.
I realize I do this to calm myself down or to have peace but there are times when I flat out won't want to. One of my professors told me earlier today that it's not meant to be easy. It's supposed to be hard and often you won't even know what to say because you don't have anything too significant to really talk about.
Well you know what? Today I do have something to talk about! Not anything too dramatic of course... those stories are for phone calls or personal letters... no. Today I'm going to talk about a couch and a trip.