wow, okay. i clicked on 'save draft' on my last post and thought i'd come back adn post it later, but i don't know how to get to it.
oh, well. although it was a good post. it was about my (lack of) writing.
but seeing as how i just moved out of my apartment not an hour ago, that's understandable. the dream is over. hello, real world. the possibilities are immense and nearly overwhelming. they are when i look at them all at once. i can see the future sometimes, and a decision this big is not one to be scoffed at.
i could stay here in corpus, with the few freinds i've managed to accumulate.
i could move to austin, a town made for my art and medium- in whch i could launch a new identity and make my dreams of novelry come true.
or, could go to boston, a sort of compromise between the two, as i could live there for free like in corpus, and it's author freindly and student oriented. only problem is, it would cost all my money to get there.
the world awaits. but although it won't wait forever, i have no real time limit in which to decide.
the game is on and it's my move. too bad i never learned to play chess...
(i won't take my finger off the piece just yet)
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