On Saturday night, Nick and I went to the Dub the Halls show in Atlanta with some friends. It took me about a million outfit changes to finally start feeling comfortable. I feel bloated and awkward in everything that goes on my body. When we got there, it wasn't nearly as packed as usual, so immediately commenced the dancing. Going to shows while ( Read more... )

"It is good to feel lost, because it proves you have a navigational sense of where 'Home' is. You know that a place that feels like being found exists. And maybe your current location isn't that place but, Hallelujah, that unsettled, uneasy feeling of lost-ness just brought you closer to it."

On the first of the month, it was time to pay rent. All ( Read more... )

I sometimes sit and do some serious musing about my life and the paths it's taken.

I have big aspirations, or had. I hope they'll still one day come to fruition. I want to complete my Masters in Midwifery, and I want to travel overseas to live for a year or two and help women who are impoverished. In my big dreams, Kyan would travel with me. In my ( Read more... )

A fresh start was absolutely in order. And now, for my own anal purposes, I'm clearing my mind in the form of lists.

-- Nick. ...is at a working interview right now at a high-end restaurant. I'm trying not to jump the gun by getting prematurely excited. If he gets this job, it will double our income, if not more than that. Not to mention I will get ( Read more... )