Writing is not like painting where you add. It is not what you put on the canvas that the reader sees. Writing is more like a sculpture where you remove, you eliminate in order to make the work visible. Even those pages you remove somehow remain. - Elie Wiesel
I've been thinking lately about appearances. Not exactly how we look physically, but how we present ourselves.
Does anyone really know who we are?
Women at the bookstore think I'm the baby's mother.
My roommates think I'm a soccer mom.
Professors think that I pay attention and I'm a good student.
I don't know why this is bothering me really. It just is. Who am I? Will anyone really know who I am?
More on this later.
Yes, it is official. I have accepted at Seattle University Law School, and I am beginning with Criminal Law as a summer class on June 23rd. My apartment is a tiny studio in the beautiful Capitol Hill neighborhood... my transportation method has become a bike... and to my mother's dismay, Target is too far away.
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