I just thought the world ought to know how happy I am right this very moment.

(Even though I am coming down with bronchitis. Even though I haven't found a new apartment yet. Even though I don't know how money is going to be in the next couple months. Even though I don't know if I have the emotional strength to see my family for Thanksgiving. ( Read more... )

Well, if you're not going to sleep before 5 or 6 a.m., the least you can do is witness a bit of sunrise.

Especially when it colors the sky in streaks and smears of sherbet raspberry & tangerine, like God is a five-year-old fingerpainting with gelato.

Now, unfortunately, I should really go to bed. I have a Mariners game to see tomorrow!

Well, here I am. Relaxing on the couch after a long, hard day ( Read more... )

In the spirit of believing (hoping?) that certain of you still care about my life and how I am spending it, I have elected to write an update of sorts ( Read more... )

For those of you in the great northern wastes AKA Bellingham AKA B'ham AKA Hamsterville ( Read more... )

COME ONE, COME ALL, TO THE MAGICAL LAND OF BEACON HILL (heh), WHERE JOY AND MAGICAL UNICORNS ABOUND ( Read more... )

I've never felt so anonymous in my life. Not even when I first moved to Skagit County, since I had such a strong core friends-group/family there ( Read more... )

I appear to be surviving and -- I'll be honest -- doing quite well on many fronts. But life isn't what I'm used to, leaving me surprised when I don't feel strange or out-of-place in it. It sometimes feels as if this is the life I've always led. Like Bellingham is a place I dreamt of once, unreal as Oz or Narnia. Of course, I never found any ( Read more... )

I am moving far from my chosen home. And it's funny & scary & strange & terrifying just how much it is slowly ceasing to feel like home ( Read more... )

It is difficult to write out my thoughts and feelings in this open forum for all the world (who cares to look) to see. It cannot help that I am a mass of emotional tangles, all snarled up and snake-like. What I feel is not only terribly changeable, but it also twists back and forth on itself (caught between happiness and a thousand marauding ( Read more... )