Crazy, no?
I am sitting here, taking a break from packing because I am moving. Moving away from home, away from my Dad, away from all the craziness of that mess. I am moving in with my lover of the past three months, who happens to be twice my age and my mom's best gay friend, and who I am also doing a show with, along with my mom, who does not know we are involved in this way, in November.
Am I crazy?
Am I crazy?