okay...so you know when it's your first time in class to stand up and say something about yourself? you're hands get all sweaty and you have that ten pound boulder in your throat? you fiddle with your pants, pick at your fingers and wish the end of the world would come so you didn't have to share any part of yourself with these strangers? yeah, i hate that.
today went from alright to great, to awesome (and to think it could end awesomely even without rad people around?!).
had a lovely evening to myself. (not lonesome). homemade guacamole, chips & cheese, E!, organ playing, poetry writing and inspiration galore. i'm feeling a no-sleep night?