and this is where i change directions once again

in a rinse repeat sort of fashion, i will now disappear

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alice: But I don't want to go among mad people.
cat: Oh, you can't help that. We're all mad here.
I'm mad. You're mad.
alice: How do you know I'm mad?
cat: You must be. Or you wouldn't have come here.
 

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this one post a month thing isn't cutting it... im disorganized, tired, upset, and sick. i need rest. i need to get to the place i was at 6 months ago. i need to learn to be content in every situation. 

i'm housesitting for the mcgarverys this week. i can't wait. i know it will be good for me. i know rest will be good for me. i pray that i can use this 8 days wisely, and carefully. i pray that i come to a better appreciation for who God is in my life, right now. i pray that life gets better. 

life has been complex lately, it's been difficult. french is difficult. life is... unconstrained. i need to get things back under control. i need to be a better steward of everything my father has given me.

  I, being born a woman and distressed
By all the needs and notions of my kind,
Am urged by your propinquity to find
Your person fair, and feel a certain zest
To bear your body's weight upon my breast:
So subtly is the fume of life designed,
To clarify the pulse and cloud the mind,
And leave me once again undone, possessed.
Think not for this, however, the poor treason
Of my stout blood against my staggering brain,
I shall remember you with love, or season
My scorn wtih pity, -- let me make it plain:
I find this frenzy insufficient reason
For conversation when we meet again

edna st vincent millay