New home, new journal...
Before I moved to nashville, i had this journal i wrote in all the time. i hadn't journaled much before that year i spent in savannah between college and nashville. i mean i had journaled, but not like this. when i moved, i quit writing in it. i'd go back and read it of course, but i started writing in a different journal. and that started the pattern. when i moved from the apartment to my house in nashville, i bought a new journal. at some point i got this account... i don't think it had to do with moving. i think it had to do with tara telling me she was setting up an account for me.
so, with all this change comes a need for a new space to write about it. a new outlook, a new way of telling, a new emphasis... all of which require a new name. salt water is amazing. it really does cure everything. and you can float on it. i have almost fallen asleep floating on my back in the river. i can't float in the pool--my feet and butt sink. add the importance of the color blue and you get to me:
saltwaterblue .
I'll work on updating my friends list and joining communities and all that jazz later tonight. In the meantime, add my new journal. i don't know whether i'll delete this one or not. i'll decided that later. first thing's first... i need to post something in the new journal. yall might actually want to know what i've been up to over the past 3 weeks since returning home. it's really not that exciting, but i have some thoughts that need to crawl out of my head and become words.
right now i'm sunburnt and sandy and a little smelly so i'm going to shower and eat a hot dog, then i'll update. see you at the new place!