If the way I feel is wrong, I don’t want to be right.
Sunday, February 24th, 2008I have a few more hours before I have to wake up and go to work. This week is the first full week of new art classes that I’m teaching after school.
I have a few more hours before I have to wake up and go to work. This week is the first full week of new art classes that I’m teaching after school.
Writing this first post I feel as if I am making my own introduction to a mirror. Wave, smile, my name is Anna, as I bump my hand against glass as I try to take it.