Friday, Oct. 28, 2005
The girl with colitis goes by…
This place holds so much of me. The people I’d loved. The people who’d flitted in an out, leaving a thumbprint where they smudged me. My little adventures. My big adventures. My heartbreaks, and the bits in between the melancholy and happy places. My jobs (oh the shenanigans one would get up to in temporary positions). My frustrations. My crazy ethnic family stories. My crazy friends and stories of how we’d get drunk and sing ‘my heart will go on’ in the back of a taxi. The jay lenos and the Charlie stories and the flings and the spike mess (official title).I’m going to miss this place.
xo