philomela

i can barely grasp it, but i've broken up with my boyfriend. and not for lack of love; for lack of functioning. we just can't seem to make it alright, despite how much we do care for one another. i'll be here with him for six more weeks, which is.... going to be.... awful.

but. i'm trying to remind myself at great frequency that i deserve to be treated better, that these things happen and will undoubtedly happen again, that life is strange and beautiful.... all these things are true, but i'm still underwater i fear. i hope to surface in a couple of months.

until i do - i have plenty to keep me busy. there are many application deadlines for writing programs, campus-housing, financial aid, job applications.... bureaucracy, if it gives me nothing else, has given me distraction, sweet distraction....

as has my camera.




i really am rocking this new septum