Who made fiona the stage manager?
"isn't that a job that requires orginization of some kind?"
i can do it be quiet.
the play Butterflys are free is what we're going to have to settle on, dear god i have to make up my mind.
I have to search spend the whole day how could i not find something i liked in all that time?
Tonight i have to hall my little crippled toe self to jines to meet the director on my own. I wonder if he'll let me walk alone. I have to take care of myself. Every braelet i have marks a notion that is all my own and when i wear them they jingle and intrude on the world. Maybe the idea of being put together gets me out the door and separates me.
Oh common ground, i wish i could find some to share.