I have just sent out a couple of e-mails... one to the PhD program director, and the other to a mystery bellydance dance teacher (I know nothing about her except her name and the fact that she's been teaching for about 30 years, apparently). Anyway, now I am tired, and it is dark, and I'm gong to walk home before there are wolves after me too. Or possibly cicadas.
(no subject)
They're still cicadas. :)
Night's not necessarily something to be afraid of.
~Night time, sharpens,
Heightens each sensation
Hear it, feel it
Wakes imagination
Silently the senses
Abandon their defenses...~