Thanks, Pizza Boy!

Today I am thankful for delivery pizza people. They make your pizza AND bring it to you, still hot. Its so wonderful when you and your roomies don't feel like eating the mass produced dining hall food and would much rather have "real" food. It's sad that we consider pizza real food, but when mom's cooking isn't available... well you get the idea. So we ordered pizza today, thanks to my lovely roomie's parents, and sat (not so patiently) waiting for the pizza man to come. Then, out of the blue, a man with a hat and a big red bag the shape of a pizza box comes hurrying up the sidewalk. Day made. So thank you pizza delivery boy, our stomachs are greatly appreciated by your work.

College is crazy. Definitely not what I was expecting, but I think that's the idea. There's so many people, and everyone with their own agendas. I am grateful for little areas were I can tuck myself away and listen to Mumford and Sons and write down some thoughts. Sometimes just to get away from the hustle and bustle of college life and just watch can be a blessing.