So, my sister has kindly pointed out that I am making everyone a bit nervous with my Crazy.
(And isn't this why we have sisters, really? To speak the truth?)
But listen, people.
Don't freak out, because I'm not -- anymore.
That's the nice thing about this whole blog endeavor; I can air the Crazy for all to see, examine it from a few different angles, discuss it's intricacies and deconstruct it's post-post-modern hegemonic bull, and then move on.
I crossed the threshold (for now).
I decided that if my research poster did not want to print, then that was a sign that I needed to pack it all in and spend the evening chilling out.
I went to yoga.
I wen to a bday/going away party.
I sat on the porch and watched the lightning.
I went to bed.
Everything always looks brighter in the morning.
PS-- T-minus 48 hours and three minutes to take-off.