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In the Blahs


It truly is a fight to be a better student. I missed class today. I am doing much better than I was and I have to give myself some time to adjust and get used to the schedule.

Both of my roomies have been sick and I have been fighting it.

Today, four things made the world a habitable place for me:

1. My bed: ever so comfy and inviting.
2. "Pushing Daisies": It is a travesty this show was canceled. It is delicious! Odd, charming, like a glorious adult pop-up book.
3. Hostess Honey Buns: I rarely have a sweet tooth, but when I do it comes on rather strongly demanding to be satiated.
4. Star of India: I love that place, that food, and the owner Sammy who calls me Dr. Dustin and declares "Welcome home my brother" every time I enter the door.

I am in a bit of a blah spot right now. It is understandable as I just wrapped a show and am sorting through many new prospects.

Sometimes it is okay to live in the blahs, not hoping to get out of them too quickly for sometimes you can find something special in the blahs, something you did not know you had, needed, or would ever discover.

Much love,
Dustin

PSfP: I could not find a picture of a Hostess Iced Honey Bun. What is the world coming to? Ha.

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