My life is so uneventfull. Everyday the same routine. Get up, get ready, go to college, get back, walk my puppy, sleep and repeat.

Usually this makes me stirr crazy, antsy and depressed. But lately I've been enjoying it. Watching the scenery out the car window. Listening to music when I walk with Keira. Enjoying the company of my college buds.

I guess I just appriciate the fact that, for once, there is nothing I need to worry about.

Sure, I don't have any exciting adventures. But its not so bad. I'm content.
Even this post is rather plain.