I’m going crazy, won’t you come along?

May 16, 2001

i’m a complete mess. i have a bruise on my upper thigh and i don’t know where i got it. i left the key in the door last night — all night — and it took me all morning to realize where they were. i keep having dreams about people i don’t even want to think about in my waking hours. it’s like i’ve been on this fabulous vacation in lalaland the past week, and i’m finally coming home — to a bedroom filled with half-empty boxes and garbage bags, a broken bookshelf that i don’t think i can fix, and bills that need to be paid, if i could just find them beneath the rubble.

how can i go from feeling so together and with-it one moment and like i’m going to completely unravel the next?

i don’t know what’s wrong with me. i feel off-center and no matter which way i tilt i’m still crooked.

i remember this:

“we’re crazy,” he sighed.
“is that a bad thing?” i asked.
“not yet.”

i wonder if this is what he meant.


  • I'm Christine, and this is a slice of my life—a sweet, rich, wildly indulgent slice that would taste really good with a scoop of Breyers vanilla bean ice cream. Read more >>

  • I run a darling, friendly, little graphic design studio.
    I look on the bright side.
    I take photos. Lots of photos.
    I wish on stars and on websites.

  • I built my first web site 7 years ago and got 15 seconds of fame. (It changed my life.)
    I launched, then relaunched, an online magazine.
    I admitted to several embarrassing crushes.
    I consumed more bacon than any human should and lived to tell the tales.

  • 5-Minute Crush
  • Baby Mama
  • Crafterrific
  • Field Trip
  • Good People
  • Good Things
  • Home Life
  • I Spy
  • Kitchenista
  • Newsflash
  • Shutterbug
  • Sketchbook
  • Special Delivery
  • Today
  • Worker Bee