The anticipation… Of what is yet to come… Is it imperative info… Funny joke… Random message… Or just an email… This light has taken over my world… Almost life and death by the blinking red light… Defined by who sent it and what it says… In times of battle that blinking light is a sign that they’ve caved… So where is this light coming from? The post outside my window? The laptop on my floor? The alarm clock on my night stand? Nope none other than my blackberry… The work of diversion?

Drink of choice: jazmine Sullivan- Bust Your Windows. Nail polish: still navy blue with no remover in sight.