There are days that I can only serve procastination. Usually, when I have loads to do/say and don't know how to say/do. I have problems about categorizing. about giving priorities to things.
After my trip back home, I just felt annoyed. with everything and everyone. here and there. Thats when I realised how strong of a woman I must be. Not saying Im that great or perfect or even special. But I do hold my horses and keep cool even in the middle of a storm. I felt really cool. good about knowing i could count on myself.
does it make any sense?
...
I'm keeping cool. changing my mind about things as always, but at least getting things done.
Another zine is ready. hopefully, the final of the trilogy. i never even intended it to be a trilogy. Scary.
All those stories... 3 years old!?!?!
3 years of tension. of waiting. of dissapointment.
time to put it to an end.
an end.
I still fear certain connections. the power of attraction and all those involuntary chemical reactions. of you. and i. stuck in a room. last time i knew, it wouldnt happen again.
But i do wish you good things. I am hopeful I won't be just a forgotten memory.
I will always keep you safe with me, no matter how deep i'll have to hide you.
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