I don’t really know where to start right now. Do you ever have those days where the thoughts are running rapid fire around your mind, but there’s no structure to the thought process? If I could just get the ideas in my head organized, I’d be able to grab a string, and yank the words out. A proverbial loose thread in a conversational sweater. I want to muse about the act of falling for someone… the stress of work, the economical black hole, the budding hope of our new president elect, the fact that I’m still, selfishly, hiding from the majority of the world… it seems if it doesn’t involve one of my BFF’s (Alie), the paper, the club or the boy… I just don’t have time or energy to expend…. … Read entire article »