I am back, Dear Readers, and I come with news. I have achieved the unachievable and done the inevitable! I have broken hearts and I have influenced thousands! (Well, a few). I have finally, finally broken up with E. Well, to be honest, N actually did it for me. But I still made the effort. In spirit. I can't wait to have a summer fling, not unlike those portrayed in The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants. As I have never had a summer fling before, I am beginning to think it is impossible, but who knows. Who knows? I'll be going back to North Carolina soon for a bit of a visit, and maybe I'll find someone there. Or maybe, even, in Suburbia Central. Other than my hopes for the summer, I haven't had much to think about, it being summer and all, when people aren't supposed to think. I'll be moving soon, though, and here is my goal: to be all packed at least four days before I move, so there is no last-minute rush. N has had even more trouble, because she is leaving for Conneticut to visit her aunt tomorrow. I will miss her, but she'll only be gone about a mont. About my work, I have been considering Raspberry Beret quite a lot, but can't really say that I have made any earth-shattering revelations concerning it. Mostly I have been fine-tuning the Purple House. As I have been on a mad art fest, since I just got a brand-new box of Prismacolor pencils, I have spent many an afternoon trying to draw it. It hasn't come out right quite yet, though. Actually, I saw the Purple House just a bit ago. It's downtown, and it's absolutely perfect. It doesn't have any willow trees in front, and especially not any with silver bells, but it's just the right shade of purple, and it makes me smile whenever I see it. Oh, my house. My beautiful Purple House. You know, I have been considering my future lately, and when I am happily married and settled, with three children named Rosie, Oliver, and Lucy, I will have a Purple House. Oh, I will.
Dreamily,
Rosie L.
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