This is how I feel about boyfriends you haven't heard from in
days 24 hours. Well. This is how I feel about them after getting out of class 2 hours early, going kickboxing instead, and
eating engulfing dinner in full sweat, standing up, dancing a little bit to this song that came on the radio while also typing this post on my laptop which is sitting on the counter. That was meant to sound highly enjoyable. Because it is. Not sure why.
Tiring long stressful funny boring mischievous hectic typical day. Oh! You wanted to dance a little too? Excuse my full work-day analysis. Here you go. Press play up there and intermix dramatic, interpretative dance with sultry, hip-hop-like movements. You're welcome!
