sigh...

playing hooky
listening to: jack johnson: breakdown
drinking: a grande soy chai latte

my morning commute takes me about an hour and half...give or take....and the only thing that makes it bearable is a good cup of coffee and a good soundtrack for the day... but on really beautiful days...where there's a gentle breeze and warm golden rays of sunshine....it takes every ounce of will power that i have in my body to not turn back around and play hooky. cause all i really want to do is go to the park, take off my shoes, and watch the day go by.