Silent Killers

I have developed a recent obsession with leopards... Probably because I WAS ONE!!! Check it out:

So fierce.

Today, though, leopards bring an interesting thought to mind. The thought of missing people. When I choreograph and participate in a show and then I go and see The Fault In Our Stars and sob my face off, I start thinking about all the people I hold dear to this caged up heart of mine. The people who aren't around after the show is over, or even the people I haven't seen in awhile. This post shall be dedicated to those people.

First, Laura. It has been four days, and already I feel lost without your leopard wit. So eloquent and fiesty, yet the sweetest, most generous person I know. Good thing we still have our leopard mind connections... feline instincts, if you will.

Shannon. Holy crap, sis. I miss you too too much. Every day I think about something I would like to tell her, but when it comes to writing her letters, and emails, there is simply too much to say. Can it be April yet? Because I could really use her advice right about now. I'm so confused and so back and forth, and she is the only one who can give me her unbiased opinion and yet say exactly what I need to hear. I love my sissy so much. I'm jealous of you, Georgia, for having her right now. But I'm so proud and love hearing about her successes. I wouldn't have it any other way, despite my selfish desires.

Benjamin. This one is the hardest for me. I knew I'd miss him, but when he left  I realized what great friends we actually are. I miss his laugh that could be heard from five miles away and the way his laugh made any situation a thousand times more funny. I miss his ganster/rapper voice. I miss his singing voice. I miss him a lot. Even though he made me watch Cloverfield (it still haunts me, Benjamin).

Connor. It puzzles me how he and I never run out of things to talk about. You would think after all this time our friendship would kind of dwindle or fade, but see ya later because Carmen and Sherlock have not closed their case. I miss lots of things about him, but mostly the car rides that involve the newest music finds and any sort of shenanigans we feel like getting into. November 8th is so close, yet so far.

Cody. Coooooooodddyyyyyyy. He never wrote me back. I even wrote him two letters and decorated them really pretty, but he never even wrote back. My lil baby Cody. I still miss him and the fact that he laughed at my jokes.

Chandi, Marley, Addyson (I'll never be able to stop calling you that, so hopefully you don't hate it...) Mary, Kristen, the entire gang. The more I think about each of you, the more I reminisce about the good ole days. So I think I'm gonna stop before things get too out of hand.

Happy T- minus Seven days until I'm boarding a plane to Italy!!!!