I havent written in a few days for more than a few reasons.
My parents were in town, I am still teaching and have a week left at Santa Ana College (grading too), trying to get the July show in order thankfully with the help of everyone at the Art Center, and because the sexy man in this photo that I am mushing with a kiss asked to marry him May 28 at The Police concert. That is the good dream part of this entry. Our future is the expanse beyond the wall of bad dreams that I continue to have nightly. Illogical confusing terrifying dreams that I know will end June 10. It is the getting there that is a struggle; but one well worth it.
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