Da-amn I like good today. Yowza. Brand new dark blue $10 Sketchers; new-to-me orange pants that tie at the bottom and have big-ass pockets on the legs; long sleeve red shirt; blue-and-white dinosaur print long underwear top that I cut into a loose tank top; string of pearls looped twice around my neck; my coin necklace that I never take off; new ( Read more... )

When I come back from camp, everything has changed. Each time I take a breath I feel like I am breathing in a completely new way.

But this is not like that. This is like tectonic plates shifting a little. Most people don't even notice the shifting because it's all under the skin, all out of sight. But if you look closer. If you do. You'll see the ( Read more... )

I'm home, by the way.

I'm in Seattle ( Read more... )

Things have changed.

Talking with Rebecca alters my view of things.

I'm not going to take the dance class in Seattle.

I leave tomorrow.

I've spent well over an hour looking for art-related things to do in Seattle. Did you know that the Frye Art Museum is always free? And so is the Henry Art Museum if you have a college ID - I wonder if a Centralia ( Read more... )