Dear butt,

You are a pain.  I am in pain.  Bruising my tailbone was dumb. 

Mostly it means I can't for more than a half an hour at a time... wish that meant I didn't have to go to class.   But it doesn't work like that.

Sunday night means homework.  Being in school makes Sunday nights permanently painful.  It's weird to think that Sunday nights might not always be this way.  Granted, I'm sure that Sunday nights will become painful in a different kind of way; I just like to think that Sundays will feel less crammed in the future. 

Sunday nights are all the more painful when I don't want to sit to do all of my work.  


love,
hannah