It's 1 a.m., and all the lights are on in my room. Marla is in here, talking to Arri, who is straightening her hair. I can tell they're talking about serious stuff (semi-serious, that is), between (extreme) dancing and singing sessions.
I'm just vegging on my bed...as I have been for the past few hours. I don't even feel like I'm in the same room. My headphones are blessing me with Jon Foreman (my favsie of the faves), and all I'm doing is stalking people on Facebook. Not so hard to make me happy.
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