Dec 21, 2007 06:23
As Caitlin said, Why must the place I love be such a crucible? And not only that--why is it filled with people who push themselves to the brink of burning (and who often get singed, or burned, or even completely incinerated) all the time? How does this happen how does this work? This is a school of such extremes, and that's why I'm here, but it's crazy how that works. It's a crucible. That is such a good word for what goes on. And I mean, the women here are the toughest, most amazing, craziest women I know, and I love them more than almost anything, but holy shit.