Today, my work station is Starbucks.
I’m drinking a peppermint white mocha and listening to Imogen Heap.
I look like this:
(I find resting my chin in my hand helps me think more clearly, though I doubt I’m usually this “smiley” while thinking. Something in me thinks that part is staged for this photo. Shhh.)
Irregardless of my natural smiling tendencies, I am happy to be doing what I’m doing today.
*PS, can you believe irregardless is even a word?? I disputed this in high school, mocked it, even. And yet here I am, using it a mere 10 (11? 12?) years later…