that is, if i could actually think of something to say...
it's been a few days.
i am still speechless.
i am still crying.
i am still having to pace around my condo in an effort to not get so overwhelmed.
so that my anxiety doesn't peak.
so that i will not develop a panic attack.
honourable mention goes to ulyana sergeenko and her ode to one of my favorite ill-fated heroine's of all time, miss scarlett o'hara.