i'm not asking for a miracle. i'm just asking for a day.

so here i am. 

back on blogger.

sitting in the middle of a deserted library, which holds at least a little warmth against the blistering cold of outside. and i can sit in the quiet and type. and let the minutes roll by. and let the streets busy up outside. and watch the sun rise. 

this is what i've needed.
peace.

aim of today: to try and sort my life out, one essay at a time. 

and i have to say, i'm feeling hopeful again.