to celebrate em taking the bar exam. It was delicious (and we had a really good conversation about the books ey’s been reading) but then we had to run to the bus stop in a thunderstorm, and it was COLD. Why is it allowed to be cold in July here. Why couldn’t it have been cold at some other time besides when I was waiting for a bus outside soaking wet.
I’m warm and dry now, but I just want to curl up in a ball and go to sleep, because Cold and Tired.