I realized this morning, as I was laying in the shower, talking to myself in Spanish, that I really needed to get out of the house.
That's the only reason that I found the motivation to drive out to Hobby Lobby and buy new inking pens. Of course, it helped that Bonster agreed to go with me. Have you ever noticed how many fake grapes they have scattered around Hobby Lobby? Not that fake grapes aren't the coolest fake plant ever, but I felt like I was in some sort of ancient Roman agricultural festival.
Beyond that, how is it that Bonster always knows just what to say to drag me out of a funk?
Listening to: "Me Voy" by Julieta Venegas
Reading: Mistborn by Brandon Sanderson