you'd never guess. louise is beginning to find a calm in all she thought was messy about this world. people- dare i say this without cursing my luck- are beginning to meet me half way and stepping out of place to be a good friend. i'm beginning to sort out what is essentially important to keep in my life and disposing of the rest. i thought i would have cared more than i do. i didn't say that i didn't care, though. so until my lungs give out, i will stand one hundred and sixty four centimeters tall.