Hay Que Ver Si Voy

Sometimes when I’m unable to put something out of my mind, when I’ve put myself out there and done everything I can think of within reason to turn things my way and all I can do is wait and see what happens or what might come back to me, I re-read old journals, letters and emails I’ve written, as if that could somehow give me better perspective on where I am here and now. But instead I guess it just puts you right back where you were when and where you wrote those words.

Yes, I was a de facto English major.
Yeah, that was quite the run-on.
Yes, I’ve been drinking martinis and dreaming of a sea change.