Honda: day six

Today I…

…went into town and asked if I could interview the owner of a restaurant for a paper. The girl at the counter said to come back tomorrow, so, despite my self-consciousness about it, I’m going back in the morning. Assuming I don’t vastly oversleep and fuck my life in the face. The paper is due Monday. Ugh ugh ugh. 

…did something really inadvisable, but that I’ve needed to do for a while. It’s kind of phase one to getting something big out of my system, and it needs to happen, but I’m a goddamn melodramatic unicorn, so I’m not going to let it happen without a huge fucking bang. And that’s all the details on THAT. 

…that second thing was so terrifying for me that I literally cried while googling an address. So yeah. My day seems small, accomplishment-wise, but. I’m trying. Or something.