cloudy with a chance of hyperbole

There's a possibility that I might be a tad overdramatic when contemplating and talking about my life. I don't really know how to fix this. I think it just might be how I operate.

Sometimes I think I would give anything to be normal, but then I remember that without quirk, life is just black and white. And I would hate to live without color.


This blog post doesn't really have a unifying purpose. But here it is anyway.

I need more sleep.