i want to have friends all over the world so whenever i feel the need to run away, i know that i'll always have somewhere to run.
and maybe i'll feel less lonely that way.
run, larisa, run.

this working full time thing is driving me a bit nuts.
when am i going to have time for art? for love?
i guess it's just the transition that's killing me.
but i think when i come home tonight i'll nap and paint, and all will be well with the world.

also, i'd like to move somewhere where it's perfectly acceptable for women to not shave, because i'm getting sick of this crap.



larisa