I have applied to 2 colleges in Mn. and have put a minimal amount into my savings. I now have five hours of work left.
i am trying to remember what my name means. if it is anything signficant to me. I just finished a depressing book. It ended with the author visiting Jerome, Arizona. It is a place that feels magical to me. It's a tiny ghostown. At night it was beautiful with christmas lights strung about and old falling down buildings. We stayed in a hotel with a creaky elevator that was carpeted. The walls were painted a light grey and the rooms had high ceilings. It stood on top of a hill, and looked as if it could have slid right off of the edge, crumbling around us.
The book also ended with a death, just as it started. To some that might mean a re-birthing of sorts but it is a cycle that i have yet been able to accept. Reading that has made my mood that much worse. Why do I cling.