Hi. How the hell are ya? I’m late and I’m sorry about that.

If you’re reading this it means I’ve survived the two weeks of insanity and moving! yay.

Today I wanted to talk about find personal time and things like that. I find this an appropriate discussion as I enter my second year of college and have my plate pretty full.

I think personal space can sometimes be notorious for its solidarity and isolation, but I really hate that definition, so here’s mine.

It’s crashing on my couch for the forty five minutes I’ve got between classes.

Other times it’s 4:58 pm on a Friday afternoon when I’ve paused my sixth episode of “New Girl” to go to the kitchen and make pizza rolls (I’ve got to find a new show to talk about).

Also it’s my killer rewind playlist that includes bands like The Japanese House or Beach House.

Sometimes I even show up to dinner with five minutes to spare and I get to sit in my car listening to queued up music.

All in all, “me-time” usually consists of the little things in life, and right about now is when I need it most. Sorry for the delay in posting this, I promise you life is actually kind of hectic, but I do plan on getting back on track!

Go make yourself some chocolate chip cookies and turn on New Girl for me!

RR