The I-80 at night is like traveling through space. My producers are awesome.

The part where your dog almost takes off your boyfriends' hand..

So I complain a lot, I know I do. And yes, maybe he seems terrible. But until he proves to me otherwise, every man is evil and up to no good. But he's been surprising me every day since the last time I wrote. And things were so lovely for a while, but I'd hate to call them one thing if it meant that those times were over. This love is cosmic. And it's only growing. And I know we're getting restless. We're both so terrified of things growing to a certain point and getting comfortable, because we're tauruses and all we want is to be comfortable, but once we get there, we just snap. I'm afraid. I'm so afraid of reaching that point of no return. But who knows, maybe I'm just being usual paranoid self. Who knows.