02-04-10

Curtain.

Scene: Curtain rises on our heroine, slightly older and a tinge more single than the last time we met. The plants have all died, except for a few mints who will outlive the oldest cockroach at the end of time. Empty pots scattered in a corner, memories of a lighter era.

I’m not entirely sure what is next, or where the journey will lead me, but I am sure it will be an entertaining voyage! I apologize for the prolonged absence.