angry. but underneath it i am sad, depressed, broken-hearted, and tired.

i’m going to bed.

maybe all the garbage is finally getting swept away…

…to a newish friend last night. well, i’m not sure he’s a friend, but maybe becoming one? he’s one of the editors of one of my pieces i submitted elsewhere (he’s also going to publish three of my photos). i wrote to him about the editor issue yesterday and he wrote right back and gave me his phone number to call him.

so i called him last night. we had a really nice conversation. he was very generous. very personal. and he has a cat and he happened to tell me his fav city is PARIS (lol, that’s not hard).

anyway. it was really nice to get his perspective (he agreed with me) and all that. i thought it was pretty awesome he gave me his number.

we ended up, somehow, talking about personal stuff (he initiated that). well. that’s okay.

anyway. i have more going on, but i can’t be bothered anymore to write about it. waste of time.