It's 3:32 pm and I have wet hair and need to be at school by 5 pm. I worked all late morning and afternoon on my online classes. Soon, soon, I will be this deep into an afternoon and still working on one thing: MY WRITINGS.
I pant at the thought.
My dreams have been detailed and wild, vivid with color, again, interior work. Trying to get dressed for an event and rummaging through my dresser, truly making choices, and panicking because everyone is leaving and I'm still not dressed!
How symbolic is that?
Well, I'm blow drying my hair, throwing some work clothes on, and leaving for school. In five weeks from today, I will be wearing jeans and long gone.
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