NO TEARS

So my depression is gone. Or so I think. For a while I felt uneasy and flustered. I still dread school, but its now bearable. Eating good food with friends and the promise of a weekend is good. I still yearn for a time when hw is something I laugh at in the past. This week I start at OAK. I've yet to have an interview with Bergdorffs for that buying internship. And yet another interview at Odin for a possible sales job. Why must there only be 24 hours a day, seven days a week and 30 days in a month? I can barely squeeze in a meal or a shower anymore let alone sleep. Hopefully all this work pays off somehow, somewhere. I really hope Jorden goes through with our business proposition. Sometimes I just want to let it all go and jump out of the clasps of this routine. I will miss the Duckies and their uber-fabulousness. I'm going to miss going with them to their fabric appointments, running to Barneys to pick up samples and to the shirt factories in NJ. Oh the memories of riding a million hours in a car singing Total Eclipse of the Heart and stopping for bagels in the middle of nowhere. I hope they'll continue to see me. They've yet to find my replacement. The year's wheels are beginning to roll and I can sense that I'm already running a bit behind. Hopefully I'll snap to my senses and get organized or I'll soon be all over the place.