grocery shopping bra-less
nipples harden by the dairy coolers
walk around like whatever
Things have been so hard lately. Two weeks ago, I went to a concert in Kansas City (Buzz Beach Ball - it was super meh) and as I was stopped at a light, worrying about how my little ‘97 Toyota Corolla was going to fare on the drizzly, hour-long drive home, a car plows me into the car ahead of me. Obviously, the rain is less of a concern now.