can you feel it?
even though i am not participating in school, i can still feel the death grip that finals week has on my provo people. can i say i’m glad i’m not one of them?
can i say that my biggest worry today was that the biscotti that i was making would crumble and fall apart?
that i wouldn’t make it to cycling on time?
that i’d lost the mail key? (found in a coat pocket in the trunk of my car… don’t ask how that happened…)
how about that i might be developing an addiction for this jar of crack? street name: biscoff spread.
i think this was actually my only feasible worry. it’s delicious. it’s peanut butter and gingersnap’s love child.
and all i know is that if this is the worst of my problems, my life is pretty good. and i need to remember this when i have to go back to school in less than one month. meh
ps i go home in two weeks. yaaaaaaaaaay