...charmed, charmed, charmed...

Because I'm insane, I added a third volunteering day at TSS.

Tonight was revelations. Consumed "Bullets over Broadway" and Paolo Coelho's "By The River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept" and took from them the following: Love is to be lived and fought for. Love is the one without the games and drama. Love is not "preconceived notions, stubborn thoughts". That, and, actors are shit.

Consequentially, my tan blazer is bereft of the Superman pin with which it was briefly adorned.

So tomorrow has a stronger, wiser me. Not an ice queen but just one who took the blinders off overnight. Here's to keeping it real, and not kidding myself.