the girl.


LET ME EXPLAIN: I started this blog as a canvas for my sometimes brilliant (but mostly crazed) thoughts.
I wanted to be a writer in deed, not just in thought.

I wanted to share with family and friends  where and who I was at any given moment.

I wanted to work some things out and to share other pretty things I discovered along the way.

I wanted to remind myself that I exist.
And you, reader, by being here with me, have proven that you do too.

Now:
I am Anna.
I am married to my soul mate. It's real.
I sneeze like a banshee.
I am vivacious, passionate, sensitive, determined, and easily thwarted.
I fall asleep constantly.
I feel more at home onstage than off, but I'm working on that.
I live with clinical depression. And it's okay.

I am: [finally] very happy with my life. 
 Trying to write my first play. 
 Just returned from living in London with my dream boy.
 Teaching university classes. It's a dream.

I will be a: writer.musician.disciple.mother.PROFESSOR.activist.actress.poet.friend.photographer.lover.

I am a work in progress. 

It's not about me. 
[And my life is all about figuring out just what that means]

I am a dreamer. Thanks for coming to dream along.

Carry

I want to carry you
and for you to carry me
the way voices are said to carry over water.

Just this morning on the shore,
I could hear two people talking quietly
in a rowboat on the far side of the lake.

They were talking about fishing,
then one changed the subject,
and, I swear, they began talking about you.

Billy Collins

that's all, folks

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