Kurrs' Digital Tapestry of Words

That's what someone called me recently. I suppose it's only fair, I'm positively certain the reason I remain so thin is not only from a high metabolism but also a need to be constantly doing things. Moments where I am completely and totally still, and not a single thought runs about in my brain, are precious and rare. The product of exhaustion that lends me calm and, eventually, sleep.

Last night was opening night, and it was stupendous. While I was whisked away by Anthony in his little red Mustang to deal with the emotionally charged crisis du jour (just don't ask), I just started screaming and laughing. I'm surprised I didn't start crying, just to top off the cake of madness I was baking. Finally, something I've done this summer has panned out. It's been really hard on me, but I suppose it's fitting, that the riskiest of your endeavours ends up being the most successful. Touché, dear sister, touché.

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