Let’s just hand these fellas their next Emmy’s now, thanks.
Let's see here. I am discovering both the resistance of my youth to retreat itself into the past and adulthood's resistance towards accepting my wavering maturity. In this state i am stuck bouncing between a wish to scream in the exhilaration of my aging and the mortal fear of it. At times i am a simple and smiling carefree california girl, but i absolutely understand and undoubtably sense that the end is near.
