I can't really describe my universe, at the moment. It's disorienting, and there are so many funny -often unexpected- emotions involved. While I'm trying not to think of goodbyes and the tough stuff that comes with moving forward; I'm focusing on what is now and taking each day as they come. I'm taking notes, I'm scribbling, I'm drifting and staring at the ceiling for hours. Self discovery makes for some good stories.