The polished cement floors and tall white walls of the The Dance Center foyer give an impression of being professionally vacant and irrepressibly busy, all at the same time. I like it. The desk I sit at faces a long glass wall that I watch the street through, its beveled edges act as rainbow prisms on sunny days. I am mostly here in the evening, ( Read more... )

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Usually I can deal with the unexpected, but lately I've not been keeping myself well, (not enough sleep, certainly not enough calories), and my dizzy lack of amino acids is leaving me open to feeling threatened. There were people in my house pretending to be characters in some game and I'm wasn't comfortable with it. I've always had a very stiff ( Read more... )

This day last year, at almost this exact time, my friend Jenn came over and visited. I took some pictures and promised to send them to her. I did that, but today I've uploaded them. She's married now. I was a bridesmaid a her quirky wedding. At the time these were taken, she was just barely Steve's fiance and I hadn't punished myself yet for being ( Read more... )

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