I miss Kalamazoo. Seeing it briefly two days a week is killing me.
I am so sick of driving back and forth every week, bouncing to and fro between the playwriting project there and a handful of jobs here.
I am a babysitter.
I am a waitress.
I am a sales clerk.
I am an art teacher.
I am a playwright.
There are many Emilys this summer.
No time for boys...not that any boys are knocking on my door. *sigh* Some day...
The playwriting project is going so well. I am so excited for my play. This is such an amazing learning experience. I love it. I love it. And I love it.
I'm going to be a teacher?