sitting here.

thinking about 1,000 different things. my mind is a crazy place. it's like a traffic jam of thoughts but with fast speeding motorcycles going crazy in between the cars, too. it can't calm down. it's loud and crazy and it probably smells like new york city in there. it's not a place i would want to be.

random thought one: what will i do when i leave rv?

random thought two: when will i leave rv?

random thought three: what play am i supposed to be writing right now?

random thought four: will i do ok with grades this semester?

random thought five: where will i get the money to go to ny on wednesday?

random thought six: why did hhs make their staged raked for west side story?

random thought seven: i really want shoes.

random thought eight: i feel obsese but i will not work out.

random thought nine: will my dog sleep well tonight in my bed?

random thought ten: how can i effectively explain to my professors that i want to cry in their class and that i feel like an epic fail in school.

random thought eleven: is there more for me than theater?

random thought twelve: how did those dancers keep the bottles on their heads in fiddler on the roof?

random thought thirteen: my fingers are cold.

random thought fourteen: how can i balance everything that's going on?

random thought fifteen: what causes car sickness in a person? can i get rid of it?

times that by a million. welcome to my head. population: 15,000,001.