My Salome Nature

Somewhere along the way you realize the desire to be perfect is not the accomplishment of that feat. Either that paralyzes you, or you make your peace with it. This is my attempt at peace.

Friday, September 16, 2005

Time Flies When You're An Orca

I'm 14 days away from turning 30.

I'm 9 days away from the second anniversary of my mother's death.

I'm 5 weeks away from having a baby boy.

I'm 2 steps ahead of a nervous breakdown.

I'm terrified 1 minute, overjoyed the next.

I'm crazy, is what I am. But what a trip.

This life is so bizarre.