The first week back was hell. Oy. I'm starting to feel balanced again. Sometimes I forget how good I am at what I do. Then I have context...
bebe:
hey, i used to live in amsterdam! what a beautiful city....seriously, every which way i turned looked like a cliche image of every dutch postcard i have seen...we lived right next to an old windmill...and behind that, a field of red flowers!!!
bebe:
yeah, i thought that i could maybe harness her power, or make her do parlor tricks for my drunk friends, but now i think i am just scared of her....