I've always been a big day dreamer. Sitting in a late afternoon lecture, sitting at my desk and blurring my gaze out the window, laying on the slatted wood of my back porch and staring up at the aluminum ceiling, driving a long stretch of monotonous highway (I should probably stop that last one). Sometimes it's nice to imagine, to let yourself get a little bit lost in what isn't real, but what could be. Lately my daydreams have been stuffed with summer day trips, chance encounters with cute boys at Barnes and Noble, lovey chit chats I'd like to partake in, flower picking and wide fields. Today I was at work by myself, and I'm not going to admit that a lot of day dreaming was happening, but I'm certainly not going to deny it. Though I wore this dress yesterday, it makes me think of dreaming and imagination and all of those delightful things. Oh, and I'm probably going to be wearing my hair like this every day now that the weather's warm and I've figured out how to braid this teensy hair of mine.