Dreams / spider 2

Dreams Come True / Ball, Strehli & Barton










She was lost. Not physically. Georgina Costello knew very well she was sitting in her Crim class St Johns University in New York City. She had done the reading, she had spoken up in class, but none of that mattered. She may know where she was, but she didn’t know why she was there. It wasn’t straightforwardly that she didn’t care, she did, at least some. She just felt lost. Nothing was exactly wrong, it just wasn’t right. Worse, she couldn’t explain any of it.



One thing she did know, was that very, very soon she was going to have to declare her project. It would have to be good and she had no clue. It nagged at her, 24-7, but the more it nagged the less she could focus. It was the research equivalent of writer’s block.


After class she figured she’d go eat ice cream then wander the book store. Maybe that would offer something.