Thoughts while running by the high school as it was letting out yesterday
I probably look so old to these kids.
I wonder if they think I’m like cool old lady or loser old lady.
(My iPod random shuffles to Michael Bolton’s How Can We Be Lovers?)
Don’t sing out loud. Don’t sing out loud.
Seriously, Julie, don’t. I’m not even kidding right now.
“BABY, HOW CAN WE MAKE LOVE IF WE CAN’T MAKE AMENDS?”
Sorry. I had to. This song moves me.
Definitely loser old lady.