inahandbasket

so i was driving to san diego and there was a small green and white sign on the side of the road that said, "welcome to ryland." and i thought of you. you don't know me. you have not added me to your list of friends, as i have you...but i feel like we know each other because i read your thoughts and am interested. and when i am alone in the car thinking about how my trip could change my whole life, and what it means to my relationship with my bf and my roommates, it is you that interrupts these thoughts...and you don't even know me. just thought you should know you affect my life...even in small ways.