I walked home from class today instead of taking the bus.
I thought it was a good idea since it will probably be the last time for a few months that I would be able to do that and enjoy it. I even ran the risk of calling my mom and talking to her on the way home. I love when things are pleasant.
Pleasant walks with pleasant conversations. I'd love it if I could just convince myself to keep it that way.

I think that there is certain music that inspires you to change your life..
Maybe it shouldn't get all the credit because the whole time you knew that a change was needed, but you just didn't know how, but the music is just what pushes you over the edge. And at the bottom of the everything is this relief that you didn't even know that you could feel. But even though it probably won't last past the afternoon, you appreciate the music and the people and the mountain you climbed to get that point where the air finally isn't too thick to breathe.