I've been listening to way too much house music lately.
Which maybe is fitting since I'm going to Chicago soon =)(YAYYYAYAYYYYAYAYAYYY)
It's making me dream about Ibiza though.
Like last night I had the most realistic dream about being in Ibiza. It was actually amazingly satisfying and I'm embarrassed to say it, but I was disappointed to wake up lol. I was married and I had a puppy and a house with huge windows and sheer white curtains. and there was no organic chemistry homework due every monday!
Maybe listening to house music as I fall asleep isn't the best idea in the world. I'm reverting to nujabes. and maybe tiesto.
For the majority of today, I existed as a waste of space asleep in my bed. It was probably the first time in a couple weeks that I've gotten the opportunity to actually bond with my bed without my alarm clock third wheeling and ruining the experience.
