good day with some bad parts.
two mothers day breakfasts, seattle w/ benjamin, death cab for cutie, creepy men hit on me in a gas station, drive home on crazy-loud I5, funny border guard, flat tire, ben drove me home. my car is at his house. it’ll be okay. all in all, really really good day.
I am so tired. This post is far from coherent. Poor ben having to work tomorrow. Bless his heart.