The promise of a kiss--something more than this

Okay, so usually this link is pretty garbled--recognizable parts floating in a sea of snippets. But yesterday it sounded about as needy as I feel.
Postal test probably went well--we'll know in a month or so. Driving test in an hour. Augh.
( A lot about you )

I'll bleed like the reed

I PASSED. I NEVER HAVE TO DRIVE AGAIN IF I DON'T WANT TO. HAH.
Only eleven errors, including slowing to fifteen mph at uncontrolled intersections like my driving instructor told me they checked to make sure you did. So I got my temporary license, went back to the car, turned the stereo up really loud and had a very satisfying breakdown. And then nice Drew drove me home.
So off to work, after the terribly lonely cat is done cuddling.