Lonely Lives

AiLynn and I had a wonderful walk home in the rain today. It was the first real storm this year, and it was all rather calming. After what's been happening with us these past few weeks, we needed it. Rain is therapeutic - that's why I wouldn't really mind us living in a place where the weather's shit. At least there'd be less clutter in this mind for me to bother cleaning up.

The Drama exams were yesterday and Monday, and apparently ours went really well. Vitch said that she was very proud of us and that it had become an amazing show, which shows quite a turn around from her previous judgment. At least Doll only screwed up once, and to our surprise, Boat didn't do anything wrong. He'd always made a few small mistakes in the rehearsals, but small mistakes can ruin the whole piece.

The Sevens are this weekend. I have a feeling something big is going to happen - I don't know what, just yet. Not knowing is, in itself, horribly frightening.

For better or worse,

Lenore.