The play is going rather well. I'm having lots of fun, and already making new friends. Mucho exciting. Tomorrow, I go to an arena football game. Saturday, I go to Battle of the Bands. I am anxious. I am so glad to be spending more time with those friends with whom I have lost touch over the last few months. It's always pleasant to rekindle old relationships. Well . . mostly. There are a few others I am weary of, mostly because I see myself spiraling right back down into them, something I do not wish to do in vain. But hopefully, I can able to keep a clear head, and not let my overactive emotions get the better of me. On a more random note . . . I was thinking alot today, and I have come to the conclusion that most people don't actually realize how strong words are. For example, the word 'Love'. So casually it is thrown around as if it were merely an object. But in actuality, it is an unfathomable gift. Something that simple words can not possibly explain. Similarly, the phrase 'broken heart'. Do you know how much it takes to actually break a heart? To shatter someone's faith in themselves, and everyone else. To cause blood flow, for a short while, to slow down and in some cases - to completely cease. In order to have a broken heart, the deepest emotions must have been experienced. The amount of feeling that must have previously been endured to make a heart break is not even imaginable by most people.. I don't think I can begin to understand it. That kind of love is what so many have prayed for all of their lives, never to fully experience the joy, agony, bliss, and pain that comes from love. To lose something so strong, so powerful, so life altering, would cause the mightiest of men to crash and burn. In the very fortunate cases, heart break can be surpassed, and complacency restored. But once something is truly broken, it can not be mended . . . can it? Just . . . something to think about. Introspectively yours, Map.