In a serious PSD (post-show depression) funk, just had my mind blown by DCI (Drum Corps International), am being all angsty over the first guy I’ve really liked in 2 years and I’m sick. The last thing I need is you being all awkward and…well you. This new you. Because really, it doesn’t fit you the way the old you did. But maybe part of it is me. Because guess what?
I’ve always wanted to be one of those people who could drop you to your knees and catch you before you actually hit anything solid. The kind of person who people look at and think ‘well she knows what she’s doing’ and really actually know it. I want to be everything. And more. And maybe, just maybe, I’m beginning my slow, painful journey towards that. Because at the end of the day, I am as unrelenting and unforgiving as fire.