Okay not really of mice and men.
Deep breath. Okay. Begin.
I am so lost right now.
I thought females were supposed to be the confusing ones. But no. That's a lie! It is the male species. (No offense to any males reading)
But how can you XY'ers be so confusing?
Sometimes you need to decide what you want, and be done with it.
The fact that Bill* (*names have been changed) wants to still speak to me after basically ripping my heart out, tearing it to shreads, oh and stabbing it once or twice, then reinserting it into my body, puts me all topsy turvey.
Which is why I can't talk to Bill.
It will feel too much like it did before, and I personally am not strong enough to do that to myself.
Ugh.
This feels like a very thin line I'm walking on right now. Which also happens to be 100ft in the air.
If I fall I die, but the rope is too thin to walk. So if I stay, I die anyways.
Though every cloud, no matter how big and dense and black and ugly, has a silver lining.
And that lining for me is the fact that my screenplay I wrote last semester was chosen to be the play filmed and edited this spring semester for the UMHB short film.
This, is exciting.
The process is already beginning now, but it will officially begin on the 31st of January. And go through March.
The film will be screened sometime in April.
At least there's that to look forward to and to keep my mind out of clouds.
