Feeling: hidden
Listening to: Tori Amos - In the Springtime of His Voodoo
Reading/Watching: Neil Gaiman - American Gods

Crazy I am slowly going (private). If you forgot the password, tough shit. This one is really just for me, and those who haven't emptied out the cookies on their computer.

The show (Brigadoon) opens this Friday. It's a great show. But I am not home enough. I miss my other people. I miss Krynn. I miss Nimsay. I miss Miller. I miss the boys. And God, do I ever miss mon coeur.

I always know I'm losing touch with myself when I stop blogging altogether. Blogging keeps me honest. Blogging makes me look myself in the face, and stay on the right track. When I'm too "busy" to do it, I know I'm hiding from myself.

And how can you hide from yourself?

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