Fly on, little wing.

Fly on, little wing.

Clara Day. PNW. Barista with ambitions, likes to be outside, wants to go places and pitch a tent there, does surveys to pass time, and knows way too much about coffee and wine.

I have an italian greyhound and he is my god.
I reblog outdoor photos, the moon, and foxes.

28. September 2014

Charlotte showed up in town for the weekend, which was totally unexpected and wonderful. However I’m (finally) back to balancing school and work, which means I really had a ton of homework and housework to catch up on. But whatever, I’d drop fucking anything to be around her.

Oh, and on top of that, I went to the ER yesterday because I lost hearing in my right ear. Turns out I have two different kinds of ear infections (middle and inner) which is supah dupah fun cause I randomly get dizzy and drunk feeling at the most random moments because of my equilibrium being way off balance. And there’s a gorgeous ringing/throbbing going on as well.

But after 2 chapters of communications class work, I’m taking some narcotics and taking a trip to happy town.

Ya know, just incase anyone has been curious.