but maybe, in my heart, I already know what I must do?

ARGH. Truly, I am scared.

I shall now drop this basket of thoughts like laundry that has been too many times wrung over.

I will go revise the poem in which Hugh has expressed interest to see the revision of. And wait anxiously for the email which will announce the venue of our reading for the last usp-piper creative writing class. I hope hope hope it will be somewhere not in NUS. ><