It all started– well, honestly, I don’t know exactly when. All I know is it’s been rooted in me since a young age: this unrealistic desire to be perfect.
My spooky Halloween started with a fall drive to Thomasville, GA. This forty-minute drive is one of my favorites; it's on a two-lane highway surrounded by trees. Paired with a Ben Howard playlist, you can't beat it. I didn't have work since my campus was shut down for Homecoming so I decided to take to my favorite cafe to get the productivity juices flowing. Okay, here's a fun drinking game: take a shot every time I go to a coffee shop this week. Actually, don't, you will destroy your liver.