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I had decided to almost definitely stay here - and have I? For art reasons, chiefly. But! Call from admissions office requesting more info about application makes me wonder again. Couldn't I do what I envision anywhere? If I cannot insert myself socially here, what do I do?
Change = imperative. But locationally? Bollocks! I don't know.
I've invested myself in an absurd courtship. Perhaps chivalrous (ha!), but nonetheless absurd.
Also - fear few recognized tampons in my candy. The object was key, but mine, so it matters little. I want to eat much that is inedible, true. However, I ate no candy (beyond a few tastes) in the process of casting because my weak teeth inspire horrid headaches. The piece (as silly as I find that word applied to myself!) was perhaps socially critical, but to me had various personal implications. Naturally.
Now food, rehearsal and contemplation of looming work.
Change = imperative. But locationally? Bollocks! I don't know.
I've invested myself in an absurd courtship. Perhaps chivalrous (ha!), but nonetheless absurd.
Also - fear few recognized tampons in my candy. The object was key, but mine, so it matters little. I want to eat much that is inedible, true. However, I ate no candy (beyond a few tastes) in the process of casting because my weak teeth inspire horrid headaches. The piece (as silly as I find that word applied to myself!) was perhaps socially critical, but to me had various personal implications. Naturally.
Now food, rehearsal and contemplation of looming work.