hiya!
you're lucky to even know me. you're lucky to be alive. you're lucky to be drinking here for free cause i'm a sucker for your lucky, pretty eyes.
Well, it's been what? A couple days? And I've already got news. Well, by the time you read this, I'll have already completely updated my website and though it tends to explains what I'll say much more thoroughly and easy that I ever could here- I just had to tell you. I've fallen in love. We've (Chris and I) actually confirmed to let it go as a dream; a thoroughly wonderful shared dream but a dream all the same. It feels quite weird. I've acquired this slightly burning sensation (perhaps more like buzzing) in my nasal passages. Bizzare. Don't think I've forgotten you. I haven't. You'll see that.
I'll leave all the how are you getting settled's and how do you do's for another time. I'm not sure whether what I feel is happy. Would saying that also mean saying that I'm content? I'm not quite sure about that either. Actually, I think I'm pretty sure that I'm not content. Not that thing's shouldn't be as they for what the circumstances and events have made them to be, but because (of course there's never a specific complete reason for something like this and this is just part of that) stating that one is content is stating that everything is perfect and that's impossible. Things can't be perfect because we do not know what perfection is. Anyway content sucks away at creativity, imagination, and productivity. Not that I'm immensely any of those things. Kidding.
I hope you're getting along well,
judy
