The Stars and the Cookie Jar

So I'm in love. This was unexpected. I am discovering many of the truisms are true. I have little patience for anything but this one woman and my creative work. I am probably thornier and more difficult than usual at Teh Job; I've started to shift back and forth in my shoes, metaphorically, or maybe not. I don't know. I dropped two drinks at the bar today.

And I don't know what to do, really.

I do not mean that in a bad way! I'm just intellectual enough to feel worried when I can't see my path clearly. And I've been going inward to try to find my answers and I'm not sure my family understands that and I am making no sense, besides.

Clearly I need to cry more often and suck on some bitter chocolate.

It was always cathartic before...