This game made me shed a tear.
It was the better team, yes, but it was the scrappy team who won.
What a way to end finals: sitting around the computer waiting for Posted by
Something along the lines of loss just over flowed through me... and would like to do something about it. Several people today suggested I could get my brain sucked out of my body and plopped into another one if it's a problem to me to write everyday. I read somewhere that someone's brain works best when writing and editing over six thousand words a week (that's 12 pages a day minimum!).
But six thousand?
That'll be a ten - page novel in six months for me, minimum.
Still in an ongoing battle with my demons... I've said I'm depressed to people too many times, and lost them... I guess I've discovered quite a bit from other people... Though of the list a patient from high school remembered to me today, I didn't think he ever described any fears to me at all.
He was definitely trapped in another era. Even my instructor once said that if