Friday, July 22, 2011


One month is not a lot of time.

If I didn't sleep much before, I fear I will sleep even less now. There is so much ground to cover in thirty days.

Without the cat and boyfriend of course - If I didn't know any better, I would say my life resembles The Future. A heightened sense of urgency to let life live. To make something. To do something. To make it all worth while.

It's like I'm tearing off paper rings on a construction paper chain, excited yet not wanting to at the end of each day. That whole bitter-sweet thing really rings true for once.