December 2009
4 posts
At least i’ve been writing. What a difference a year makes. A year ago today, I was nervous and in between home and Washington, the past, and recovery. Now, I’m nervous for everything I have to do. Between co-directing, to writing, to accomplishing something. I’m curious for the summer, for myself. I want to travel. I want to stay here. I want a job. I want to be free. And I...
i guess it’s ok for everything to suck big time. karma/life lessons, ya’ll.
I can’t begin to describe how wonderful everything feels.
