momowillznillz

I am 25 or 26 (hmmm…) and I don’t have a license. I was afraid of driving-or rather, crashing-until about January of this year. I have always had friends come pick me up or I’ve taken cabs and buses. That’s not cost-effective or efficient where I live. Since my boyf and I broke up, I now HAVE to drive. I was scared. Then the idea of having no independence scared me more. I took my first driving lesson today. It was actually a lot of fun! Tomorrow I’m gonna go to the DMV and get my permit. I need a car and need to get on with my life!!!!

I’ve always been a real hugger, and I’m slim so it’s not always about the cushion factor. When I had problems with my wisdom teeth, I felt like my breath was horrible and I stopped giving hugs. That’s when I noticed how much other people loved them because everyone would say something about my decrease in the hugs or look longingly like something was missing. It was then that I really started hearing about how much people look forward to getting a hug from me, it makes them feel better, I’m comforting, blah, blah, blah. I thought people just put up with my extreme hugginess, but turns out they love it too. I say do it!!!

I learned this when I was taught preschoolers my senior year of high school. It’s not that amusing, even to 4 year olds. Sorry.