When Friends Don't Know They are Friends

The scholastic year is coming to a close and I can feel my soul slowly creeping back in. My mind has been buzzing with activity in the past few weeks. I 'm philosophzing like nobody's business. The paintings are starting to parade again and it's all I can do to hope that I make it through the next three months (flash forward one and one half months) not only intact but intelectually and artistically plumper than I am now. Thanks to Damon for being damon.