woah.

so I’m going to New York City tomorrow and my mom asks if I’m doing my hair at all when I wake up just to get an idea how long it’ll take me to get ready, anyway so I’m just like duh! millions of people are gunna see me tomorrow, of course I am. and then I was like woah. millions of people will see me tomorrow and think nothing of it, and I will think nothing of the millions of people tomorrow. trippyyyyyyyyyyyy