Ended up just crashing last night before I could post. Which leads me to my post: I am thankful to have a nice comfy bed, and warm cozy apartment, even though it doesn’t look like much. I could be in a smaller place, or a dirtier place, or not even have a place of my own. I could be sharing a bunk bed with my younger sister at the age of 24. But I’m not. And even though the things I have aren’t the nicest, they are still there. I think I need to try and remember that more often!
Get me outta here!
Positively Jacey 