Have a band-aid?

It has been a very tough year.

How did it get here? I was a happily slacking yet still A scoring senior at Brown. Had a great group of friends, a summer vacation to look forward to, a house on the best spot of Providence, healthy family, and no worries on my head expect how to skip my African Dance rituals. I used to wake up at 5 am for my yoga and pilates classes Mon through Thurs, swam at least twice a week, organized basketball games, and partied on the weekends, marched for Darfur, had 5K on my account.

Of course I knew that life would be a bumpy road but I thought things would come one by one and that I would have the strenght to tackle them all. If only one of the ropes of your parachute gets loose, you can still manage. 2009 has been the year of free fall. My parachute seems to disappear in the sky. Shit really hit the fan this time.