you know how it is with me, always antsy, constantly wondering. i am a wide-eyed little girl all over again. such wonder with such immense inspiration all around, i have to be sedated to maintain some semblance of patience. oh patience, my elusive friend, would you? could you?

(more than an hour later)
when the thought crossed my mind, i immediately thought of fictionboy. he is quite antsy when it comes to staying put with one blog. he changes blog skins like crazy. (then again, it may be his way of showing off his talents, haha.) but it's an entirely different matter when he says it'll be the last blog post - for now.

vicky thought the post that had the word 'fin' was to be my last. i clarified that it meant another 'fin.' but come to think of it, there are times when i feel some things are best laid down in ink and paper rather than by key and screen. not that there are some things best kept to one's self. i am still a believer in splaying in out in the open (within reasonable bounds, of course). i am open about my life and who i am and i believe that's the best way to live. it's just that with this new direction i'm taking (and i am very certain it is what's happening now), my creative juices are begging to go back to something simpler and more grounded. (i remember a friend's invocation - you need to go back to your roots.yes, k, i remember many things you said that day. i remember three things from that meeting - that statement, the one about the major mid-year change and the places of key people in my life.)

and that's what i would like to do. that's what i think i should do. i sense it is apropos because it sits right with my gut. i don't want this precious blog to be stretched out like a worn rubberband.

when's the next post? a year from now? maybe after this semester? maybe next week? who knows? it's blog hopping for now. :)

merry christmas and a happy effing new year.
as in.
for real.
in the most sincerest way.