last night may have been the starting line, but this morning marked the first sharp turn. convincing myself to get. the fuck. up.
we are racing time. knowing that we won't be able to do everything we want to.
the need to prioritize stops me dead. and it's funny... because that's the very thing i am afraid of.
letter by letter, word by word, tick by tock... i will not go down without a write.
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
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YAY!
(Should I say something more cerebral and artsy? I'm thinking, no.)
I need to join you on this.
there is plenty of room on the positivity train, haze!
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