the last mile
so recently i've decided, or rather it was decided for me by some weird intuitive river i've been floating down lately, that i am going to move to minneapolis for one year. minneapolis via eugene, oregon. minneapolis via rachel. rachel is so important right now i could just rip her cheeks right off. you know that feeling?
it's interesting to really feel and understand that i am outgrowing hollins. like too-tight jeans that i love and that aren't quite unflattering but that make me feel like i am back in the fifth grade and my body is shaped like a pre-pubescent potato. along with this restricted-waistline feeling is pretty intense premature nostalgia--i want to hug whoever i see come out of the NEFA bathroom stalls. i will miss this community of women.
today my hair is straight and i am listening to all the corrie mixes i own and i am thinking very hard about the girls in minnesota and what possibilities lie there. it will be nice to go home and not be a visitor.
it's interesting to really feel and understand that i am outgrowing hollins. like too-tight jeans that i love and that aren't quite unflattering but that make me feel like i am back in the fifth grade and my body is shaped like a pre-pubescent potato. along with this restricted-waistline feeling is pretty intense premature nostalgia--i want to hug whoever i see come out of the NEFA bathroom stalls. i will miss this community of women.
today my hair is straight and i am listening to all the corrie mixes i own and i am thinking very hard about the girls in minnesota and what possibilities lie there. it will be nice to go home and not be a visitor.