Spinning
January 25, 2001that wasn’t what i meant to say at all, but sometimes the words just don’t fit.
in the past week: mingling with rockstars, 1am sobriety checks, surprise emails from old friends, conversations with new ones, greasy slices of pepperoni pizza and spoonfuls of ice cream and smiles so wide they span both coasts.
frankly, i don’t know how i keep my head on straight. it keeps spinning and spinning. and i have bad enough balance to begin with.