My poem (Thursday April 14) is going to be published. i wrote it in about 5 minutes after watching a two hour special about Frida Kahlo. What an extraordinary woman. How can anyone not idolize her? When you see her paintings, you cannot easily forget them. She was such a powerful woman despite, or rather because of, her childhood illnesses and the incident which crippled her. She will forever be my inspiration. If i could ever be even half the woman she was, i would be lucky.

i would be very lucky indeed.

i am sitting here, not even knowing what to do with myself. i am, legally, an adult, with responsibilities and schedules and goals and planning, and yet my mind is just . . . blank. i feel as though i should be accomplishing something great, but i don't know where even to begin. When you are left alone for so long, with nothing to do, you realize how truly sad you are.