Exposure

Now that my new life has me driving all over South Texas and I spend the majority of my time conversing with a 6 pound malti-poo, I've had a little too much time to think. Being alone is scary sometimes for obvious reasons. It forces you to get to know yourself, to think about your life and your future and all that jazz. I've realized some things about myself...things it took only 24 short but fantastical years for me to figure out.

1. I care way too much about homeless people. Sometimes after seeing one, I can't get them out of my head for days. I still remember so many of them in different situations...the old lady by Olive Garden hoping someone would give her leftovers (I really didn't need that chicken marsala anyway), the "veteran" under 410 who carries a Bible (I almost handed my car over to that one), and of course my very fave, the old man who travels the I-10 corridor who always has his hair cut and never wants to take my money. I'm partial to him. My sister practically invited him to Thanksgiving dinner...well not really, but she might as well had.

2. I'm pretty sure I secretly wish that I could sing. Not only sing, but like, sing sing. I'm talking C. Aguilera style. I only just noticed when David Archuleta came on the radio and I got pretty into it. Can't believe I'm admitting that I like that song. Love that song. "Cause I just got to knoooooowww...."

That's all for now. Can't go exposing my entire self in one night. That would make me a slut.

Love you all,

T