here is what happened. i couldn't handle it, so i left the country for three months and then bought a one-way ticket to somewhere i'd never been.

what happened was that i ended up in ohio, working in retail. the joke is on me, and i'm okay with that.

what happened was that i realized that i am happiest as a pianist and i am best as a pianist and that i need to write my instructor a letter that goes something like:

dear daniela,
you're right. all i want to do is play.
i'm moving back.

love,
emily