Shuffle

I'm rewriting my fiction assignment for tomorrow's class, where I'll have to distribute copies to everyone before it gets workshopped on Wednesday. Having to give up my writing to a bunch of people still freaks me out a little bit, because everything I write is close to home . . . ergh. The problem is really just coming up with something I'm completely confident in, because if I can stand behind my work then I don't really care what the reaction is.

I love when my iPod knows just what I want to listen to. Shuffle can be finicky sometimes, and when it spits out a succession of perfectly applicable songs to whatever mood I'm in, it's a beautiful thing.

The past three songs: Kissing the Lipless by the Shins, Guster's Timothy Leary and Reasons Why by Nickel Creek.

Despite the long night of work looming ahead, I am completely content.