Post-Grad?

Riding Hank to the Post Office may not have been my best idea ever...

90% looking like an idiot...10% maybe looking cool...100% scared I'm going to fall.

I don't know where people learn how to ride because outside on the streets it's nerve racking. I felt like every single person was judging me and I hopped off more than I hopped on (technically not true, but you get the point). I still LOVE Hank, but I'm going to have to take this relationship one day at a time and see where it takes me.

AND I got a couple of blocks and it started raining and the minute I turned a corner to come home it pretty much stopped. I'm a loser.

Well, got to still get to the Post Office. Guess I'll use Franklin (Mom's car!)