beyond_rhythm

I roll out of bed this morning with four hours of sleep behind me, my hair all messed up from not brushing it before i let it air dry, a minute amount of makeup on, and feeling slightly ill. Still...Mr. Express Oil man walked up to my window to tell me to pop the hood, and added, "Has anyone told you how nice you look today, mam?" He's my new favorite person. There's nothing like a nice compliment when you feel like crap...