Teaching, Writing, Living
Just when the caterpillar thought the world was over, it became a butterfly.
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
58 days until I am out of this god forsaken unhealthy hurtful tense apartment.
I am the rock in the river.
I wish I was in California. Right now.
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