This must be the most boring ‘blog’ on all of tumblr. Nothing but puppy shots and blurry self-portraits with whiny ramblings underneath.
The last two weeks are a sleepy smudge of circus music, hurried changes in the bathroom, sneaked bites of food behind the stand while keeping an eye out of the boss, hands sticky with snow cone syrup and long, cramped bus rides. 
Yesterday’s train ride from Orlando to Jacksonville was my day off, my one day of rest, but as it turns out, I haven’t learned to sleep in a moving train despite having been one of many, many times, and I ended up sleeping all of five hours and the rest of the time sitting in my noise-cancelling head phones to tune out the rattles and squeaks of the train. I wasn’t even listening to music. 
Before one of you suggests ear plugs - can’t wear them, the sound of my own blood drives me nuts. 
Oh well, tomorrow it’s back to work. The urge to take up smoking full time is strong. 

This must be the most boring ‘blog’ on all of tumblr. Nothing but puppy shots and blurry self-portraits with whiny ramblings underneath.

The last two weeks are a sleepy smudge of circus music, hurried changes in the bathroom, sneaked bites of food behind the stand while keeping an eye out of the boss, hands sticky with snow cone syrup and long, cramped bus rides. 

Yesterday’s train ride from Orlando to Jacksonville was my day off, my one day of rest, but as it turns out, I haven’t learned to sleep in a moving train despite having been one of many, many times, and I ended up sleeping all of five hours and the rest of the time sitting in my noise-cancelling head phones to tune out the rattles and squeaks of the train. I wasn’t even listening to music. 

Before one of you suggests ear plugs - can’t wear them, the sound of my own blood drives me nuts. 

Oh well, tomorrow it’s back to work. The urge to take up smoking full time is strong.