from amateursketch archives; March 4, 2009
Public forums for private things make me uncomfortable.
I don’t sing in front of everyone and I rarely answer my phone. Beyond the exes and rare exceptions, yours is the only hand I hold. I am sincere when we sit on my bed and listen to the words I wish I’d written. I love them as my own family because they are a part of you. Epic things: our first neighborhood (1) moment, the birth of Cagney, $1.50 bottles of wine.I struggle with expectations and proving myself. I try. Is that enough? You know, better than most, what a struggle it is for me to be myself…but I most closely resemble that girl around you. I am sorry.