take off both your shoes, whatever chances you'll get

and so begins the year of motivation.
the motivation? death. and in turn, because i know it is coming, but not when, life.
i'm jumping at every good opportunity i get...to do--anything.
i'm thinking New York next fall. SUNY at Purchase has a study abroad program for drama, and one of those places is Italy. oh Italia, ciao mia bella...i was sold. it costs less for an out-of-state student than for in-state at SPU. although Seattle is so lovely, and i'm not sure i'd do well in a big city...but we'll see who offers the best deal.

things seem to be looking up. i saw you again in my dreams. smiling.
i haven't cried for a while. i'm taking both of these as good signs.
i've eaten too much kettle corn for one weekend, seen fight club at last, and seeing someone before they leave for good.
i can't help but smile; it seems like forever since i last did, though only three weeks at best.

oh and it rained again today. twice for august in this valley is unheard of.

-d