Bleah. I need a life. One that doesn't include whatever it is that mine's including right now.
Which, in 5 minutes, is running a scene with Cody. And then, at 3:30, with Lee. And then, at 4:00, with Janna. Yeah. How can we tell that I've got two of them due tomorrow?
Oy. I'll write more later. I'm done for now.
One year ago today: And yet... and yet. This displaced and awkward soul is seeking. Searching. Waiting. Longing. This homeless vagabond with beautiful shoes is dancing toward a home she cannot see. Beautiful shoes on my feet, making the path light and the journey a little more pleasant. Because I'm dancing there. I'm not trudging, walking, marching, or even skipping. I'm dancing in my beautiful shoes.
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