2001-04-16 :: 2:58 p.m.
I like the possibility of hopeful. I'm hopeful there'll be rooftop-sleeping, planetarium-going, botanical-garden-visiting and other New York adventures with a certain boy.
He's my super-duper secret. The one that will never get found out. Until it's time and then we'll unleash ourselves onto the world and static charge the people.
Spring is here and everything, including this, is new.