where have you been all my life? I’ve been downloading her songs from iTunes like a crazy woman. Check out "Scar" and "The Special Two" and "They Weren’t There."
Tonight I’m teaching a class on keeping a personal journal. I have volumes and volumes of journal sitting upstairs on a shelf. No one will probably ever read them (hard to get past the sentimentality and drama), but that doesn’t matter. They’re for me, mostly. They’re my escape and my creative process and my confidante. They are for me.