This year, i was blessed with mono and strep before I began my second semester as a dance major.

When one is supposed to be achieving 12 to 16 hours of sleep, and rest, it is not apropriate to be dancing for hours on end.



my schedule is challenging this semester, which would be perfect.
in good health, of coarse.

So in the supposed 6 weeks,
i will be happy.

and maybe also in those 6 weeks, it will not be 20 below.
and maybe then my house will be for sale.
and maybe then someone will buy it
and i will relocate to the west coast.

and i will be in the vicinity of my brother
who is currently only available through the telephone.
when the 3 hour time difference allows.

and maybe then i will fall in love
and find myself in a place where my soul can rest.

and i will dance, and enjoy the sun
and the cultural melting pot
and the sunsets.

but i will miss this house.



but this is all wishful thinking, since the economy needs to get layed and stop being so grumpy.