Things are so unreal now. I had a dream in which my old world and my new one were sitting in the same room. Stephanie Pulumbo sat with the same sad longing eyes in the same room as my poor communist freind. It left me feeling empty and I wondered what it meant.

I know now, or at least I think I do, as a couple of days later I found my easiest root to a minor, and therefore to graduation was to declare it theatre. For the first time in a year I went back into a theatre department building. I saw what I expected, and it's true to save time and money I will have to go back, back to my old world. I don't know how to feel about that, as i had thought I left all that behind.

Last night, Halloween night, in my Astronomy lab I saw a shooting star. It was huge and bright and it fell closer and more straight then i have ever seen one fall before. I was one of three people who saw it , as apparently the other thirty people there were to busy looking at something else, but Liby, the cute girl with the short brown hair, and I saw it. It was so bright. It was a magical thing.

As I headed home some jerk in a black car speed off down Call street, and then the night was silent.

I am participating in NANOWRIMO National Novel Writering Month. I need to as I have had three novel projects for the past four years ( collectively) and i have not finished one yet. I'm supposed to be a writer here. I can only admit shame to this. Some of my peoms were published an age ago if it restores any faith to my small following of fans. Hopefully a first draft of something major will be ready soon.

Still waiting for notification on my entry into an advanced workshop.

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