That's okay.
everyone's given up and stopped checking in on my blog.
that's okay.
i haven't been home lately.
last night was the first night in about three weeks i managed to get 8 hours of sleep.
i owe about 54 people emails, i don't have an apartment to move into in NY, i don't have my loans straightened out, i don't have a job waiting for me, my closet is exploding and yet i always feel that i have nothing to wear, due to the heat the number of black bananas in my freezer waiting to be turned into banana bread is growing at an alarming rate.
...but, i have danced the night away, i have had a picnic at sunset, i have bicycled home from the haymarket feeling as though i were soaring above the clouds, i have smiled in my polka dotted swimming suit, i have eaten spicy soup on a fire escape, i have made a new friend who is full of suprises and who i suspect is often suprised by me.
it's interesting what you learn about yourself when someone new comes into your life to challenge you, and you feel a million emotions at once, and you start to hold on to every moment as long as you can but they escape your clutches so fast. so fast.
that's all i have to say right now.
Visit "Ybba Fever"
P.G. Wodehouse, 1957
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"Humourists have been scared out of the business by the touchiness now
prevailing in every section of the community. Wherever you look, on every
shoulder ...
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