i am simply too busy living my life to write about it. this explains my pathetic attempts at keeping a journal too. i always forget to write about important things until i've nearly forgotten about them, which perhaps makes them not so important after all. . .

or maybe they're too important for words.

what's "important" anyway?

once i thought i knew. i'm not sure anymore.

to all those i've been so very bad about staying in contact with, i still love you. i do. i have been so swamped upon embarking on my life as a new yorker that i hardly feel as though i really live here. that is all calming down a bit and i'm re-visiting my priorities. i'm starting to realize there are some things i need to have for myself. i dove in head first (as usual) into this adventure, and though i love it, i found that i got a little lost. or rather i lost a little of myself. so i'm g... read more

it has been a long time since i've had a chance to write. hell, it's been a long time since i've had a chance to think, though please don't take it as a complaint. i'm loving my mad busy life, even if it means sleep deprivation. but hey i'm in the right city for that now, right? haha.

i will be taking a break from my regularily scheduled flights to make the annual trek to the playa, and i can't wait! i hope to see many lovelies there, i miss you all!

contact campers, i'll probably see... read more