Sometimes when I look at a blank blog post box I get a little intimidated. There's so much I could choose to put in or just leave out and an astounding amount of it remains somewhere scribbled on scraps of paper in a notebook or on posts that never got published on the front page of the blog; there is always a chance an idea may never see the reaction of another's other than my own.

I have a lot to say normally, in my head that is. I guess you really have to understand less is more when I'm speaking. The more concise I am the longer I've thought about it. The more time I take explaining something I don't know, or haven't worked out very well, is often when I start to flounder.

My life has been crazy of late.

I ran into someone from my hometown that actually teaches at DePaul now! I'm really excited to see her again and hopefully we can meet up sometime. I'm fascinated when I see people from home in Chicago, let alone at DePaul; I'd definitely like to talk and get to know her better if there's a chance. Could this be a product of homesickness? Before, we had a working relationship when we were in theater, when I was in high school, and I don't remember what she was doing at the time- still in school somewhere probably.

Another one of my long lost friends from theater in middle school found me too. I guess we "dated," or we called it that. She lived a distance away and I think I only saw her once or twice before losing contact with her. Relationships were hard without text messaging in middle school haha.

I get my hopes up. I do. Even though I try not to. There's a part of me that wants to be gullible and believe everything but there's always that feeling where nothing is for sure. Heresy is my addiction lately.

And now it's bedtime- my favorite time because I've been severely lacking it. I'll dream about tomorrow probably, or being in a rocketship, or maybe an excursion to the beach, a sunflower coming to life, or hopefully something more substantial- a look at what I want the most. (I almost made it an entire blog without alluding to my heart or my ongoing struggles in that department, damn).