something doesn't feel right about my life. everything is perfect and going well on the surface, but it doesn't feel so "perfect". it's like my heart's not into the celebrations i should be making.
let's see: working on a new telly show, correspondent for the foreign publication, learning a new craft, applying for a higher, more intellectual degree, work at office coming along really well... everything is going perfect then what's wrong?! i just want to curl up and hibernate.
messy borders:
god likes to remind me time and time again that i (almost) never learn from my mistakes. border man was a fluke, a false alarm. i am nursing a slightly bruised ego. but i keep telling myself the current lack of interest (or whatever you might call it) isn't because i am any less beautiful.
i will be more careful in the future.
(to god) i will. really. now don't go around testing me again!
