we used to write letters....

I learned a valuable lesson tonight (cue Doogie Howser music) not only can you not go back , I knew that one, but you are also hurtled forward at an incredibly alarming rate. So fast that the rules of time, space and family bend. The ups and downs make friends to plot the downfall of then and now. Deep stuff kitten! And suddenly you find yourself being asked to be the one person whose company you’ve craved since you were small. And at that moment you get to decide to do what was done or elevate . I choose the later. Just try to ignore the occasion gibbering ok? 

Recent ramblings....

 Winter has come outta hiding this week.  We should all enjoy the cold and snow, because summer is gonna be like the 6 level of hell. Not quite the seventh but bad enough.  I recieved my first set of grades last week in my drawing class.  This whole college experiment has just been a constant reminder of my lack of confidence.  I got all A's.  I don't know why that was so shocking.  The teacher said she'd have to be extra picky with me. I was also asked to do some illustrations for the school paper. We'll see if that pans out.  On the family front Rita got a new car..our first Hybrid YAY!  You feel that Mr. Tree? That's me hugging you.  I'm amazed at how unlike a car this car sounds. When you start it up it just goes "mmmmmeh."
So until next time remember "Sometimes at dusk, when you were trying to relax and not think of the general stagnation, the Garbage God would gather a handful of those choked-off morning hopes and dangle them somewhere just out of reach; they would hang in the breeze and make a sound like delicate glass bells, reminding you of something you never quite got hold of, and never would." -Hunter S. Thompson.