i've been going through this whole attempt to become the person i was in high school.

i've been trying to play clarinet more often and join an orchestra and write stories and sculpt...

i dunno, maybe i'm not that person anymore. maybe that part ov my life is over.

i spend a lot ov time just remembering things. wondering how i could have made things turn out differently three years ago.

where do those little parts ov you go when you don't nurture them?

i've no idea. but i hope they're still there.

mebbe i'll try to get em out this weekend.


much luv,
jillianpie