in which, i wax maudlin over change
[Oh, hello LJ. Long time no blah blah. I'm debating posting this to my blog and until I make up my mind, it can hang out here with y'all]
My trip home feels ages and ages ago since I've gotten back to ye old Scotland. This time of year is intense for me - my dissertation deadline is less than a month away, I still have no gainful employment, and ( Read more... )
Meaning, this entry was pretty tight, to the point, and made this guy happy you wrote it. I haven't really talked to you in so long (your trip home feels ages ago for me too) and I just kinda sighed a little sigh of relief knowing where you are. Even if where you are is a fuzzy room with a scary precipeice in it. I miss you all the time, like most of us schmoes in P-burgh I'm sure; thank you for checking in electronically.
That said, it'll work out! I actually think your hope/inkling that the Fringe will bring about inspirational guidance in the right direction is correct. Soak it in. If you DON'T focus on it "helping guide you in the right direction" you'll probably be just about buzzed on ale and art to let it happen on its own.
"hahahaha. no. no i don't" made me laugh.
I miss and love you. and for God's sake, take a hot minute to be PROUD of what you are accomplishing over there. What you have accomplished. Seriously. I'm not kidding. THEN, after that hot minute, I allow you to go back to freaking out.
PS--stay off the moors!!!
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Can't wait to talk in person about Bloo and the future and LIFE.
ps - Black core foam core 4 eva.
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