Currently: I'm wondering why I don't have a laptop with keys that light up, and I'm counting down the seconds to when Coulsen will step through the door. Just an hour now. A puppy sleeps beside me, warn out from terrorizing my friend and I while we were striving to get an assignment in for our online class. Iris makes noises when she sleeps. She groans, whines, and almost barks while her whole body twitches when (I'm sure) she chases other dogs in her sleep. She's cute, but this post is only partially about her. It's been a while since I've written. I make excuses every time I let time slip away without writing. The other day, I was driving home from work and I asked myself, "why don't you write more? You say it's your passion, but you never do it." I'm right, I don't do it as much as I used to. But I realized today that it's not about my passion going away, it's more so about more distractions creeping into my life. I
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