Starting.

The exams are done and the grades are almost in, but I know the result already. All of my undergrad work thus far is stamped with a 4 and a point and a 0. I feel wonderful. There is no other way to explain it.

I laid in my bed this morning, and I was making a mental list of the things I needed to do today, I actually have stuff that I need to do today, but I stopped that about three seconds into the bullet points happening in my head. And instead I made a list of things I want to do today. It involves tea and French books and painting illustration and packing some things and wearing sweatpants. That's it. That's all I want to do.

But first I wait for my little sister to attend graduation practice and I'm going to read "Mary Poppins" and drink coffee.

This is summer.

recycle.

Dear Fleur.
My day did not start nicely the other day.
So I made up a plan.
It involved:
writing.writing.writing.writing.
Lauren Child.
2% milk.
joshuajames.
&
an old washing machine.
It kind of worked.

I smiled quite a bit.
Listening to Coal War and reading Charlie and Lola.
Let's just say, I should make more lists of what I want in my day.

I like lists.
Love from Bella.