tocaya and sunny once described me as the collision of all four characters; "as reflective as carrie, as vulgar as samantha, as witty and cynical as miranda and as pretty as charlotte". to think this time last month i would spend my mornings sitting on the quad reading, my days scheduling org events and studying theory, and finally my nights writing papers and hanging out with my friends on 4th st or in tocaya and sunny's shared studio, the cozy and familiar "jungle". since we've all gone our separate ways for now, my life is strangely unbalanced. i spent the last week in reprieve, curled up in bed with my these friends watching the l word and engaging in witchery and tarot. the past few weeks have been a life isolated from the group, consumed with balancing my jobs, relationship, family and friends. the dispersion of my ff marked the point in my life in which i realized life is no longer as simple as ideas and intimacy. i want to just go back to the jungle and lay in familiar beds with familiar bodies and talk about things i love with people i love.
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