Saturday, September 3, 2011

You try to help and they end up helping you

Today I moved back to where I grew up. It's now where I recognize nothing but the street signs and no one but the barista. I'm doing online classes so I literally could just stay at home and never leave the house for the next seven months. My parents do the grocery shopping and there is a big, red exercise ball in the living room that I can use to preserve my muscles while I study. I'm tired. This is a picture of me having fun after the last four hours of watching my professor lecture to me online (taken about 10 minutes ago). I'm so tired I'm going to bed.

The title of this post was a story I was going to tell, but I'm too tired to tell it now.