Tears streaming down my cheeks
why is there this part of me that just refuses to feel loved and appreciated? I feel it now like this sharp stabbing pain in my gut. I have to go back to writing up the film outline or I have to try to get some sleep - since it is close to 2 am that is probably the better idea. Although I might try to work on my personal statement as T2GT told me that I need to access this part of me to write it and I know he is right and I have been meaning to write it for days but haven't done more than research all the profs at each school so I can include them in the statements. I just haven't felt inspired. Maybe I will now.
