Which says more about me, than anything else. Horror settles in my fine lines, cringing at the horror. Noticing my face distorted with thick makeup and unblended application. Yikes. How did this happen?

Oh right, makeup.

Away,  but that's a given.

I can make excuses. God knows I make plenty daily. Law school is hard, life is strange and I am not sane. Attempts to rationalise my lethargy and lack of self fail. Instead, I spent time alone. Taking in the joys of a new town. Finding myself in late nights. Consistent ups and downs and nothings. 

All I can truly say is; things happened. Let's talk about them.