#planeticket

oh my, my, my. my heart’s racing my nerves hopping all over the place like jumping beans. jumping beans? what the hell does that mean? where did that saying come from? is that even a real saying or did i just make that up? hmm maybe i shouldn’t credit myself with that if someone else said it first. was drinking this coffee a good idea? it has to be, i love coffee. i used to drink cup after cup when i was younger. now im eighteen and i cannot fien. hmm hmmm. should i buy it? should i  buy this plane ticket that could potentially change the course of my life. holy shit i love writing, i love it so much why did i ever stop. i didn’t. not truly. i alway wrote. little notes, journal entries, lists upon lists. keep it going girl. here are my thoughts. im exposed im open