Tattooed.

I got a tattoo last night, on my wrist.

It says Inspire.

It's so cute, and I'm so happy about it. I'm already dreaming up other tattoos in my head. I can't wait.

Tomorrow, I'm going on vacation with Ray until Saturday or Sunday or something. We're going to the White Mountains.

I'm going to drag him everywhere worth going to. I love showing my world to him. I feel like the more places I introduce him to, the more he understands me, only on a deep level. Like, all these places I talk about and go to in my mind when I want to be somewhere relaxing while I'm stressed out, he can finally see them, and understand what makes me want to go back so bad.

But before I can embark on this wonderful-ness, I have to be at work by 5 am. So I'll be getting up from my alarm around 4. Of course. And its a 10 hour work day. Of course.

Shit has to be hard before it gets better.