If you know me.
Please don’t ever tell me you’ve read this. It was supposed to be a fun travel blog, initially. A way to document the fact that I actually went somewhere and did something. Once. On my own. It was supposed to be happy. It wasn’t supposed to be this, which is basically an online diary because…
Deb
My therapist’s voice lives in my head and sometimes I think we wonder what the fuck I’m doing. I can hear her soft tone asking me “well when is the first time you remember feeling like this” and I have to explain to myself that having the memory of a goldfish means my answer will…
Finishers
So, I’m not really great at completing things. I love an idea, and a plan, and starting something. But finishing it? Ugh. It’s just not exactly for me. So as a surprise to probably no one, I didn’t finish my road trip. I’m not even sure I did half of it. Things got stressful. I…
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Hi friends, and family, and loved ones. I’m gunna start this one out by saying if you’re a friend, or a family member, or someone who loves me, you might not want to read this one. Like, I’m fine, but if you already lose sleep over me this won’t help at all. I have a…
The planter
If we scaffold fruit why don’t we scaffold ourselves treating tomatoes like a root vegetable I cannot be left neglected unattended like a bulb for the spring i require drip irrigation and some shade I thought it was okay to not know how to grow that it was a part of being this kind of…
Hibernating
Did you know hibernation isn’t animals actually sleeping for 3 or 4 months? I didn’t. I learned a lot of things in school, but somehow I missed that. I had full plans to hibernate out here. I brought all of my pillows and blankets inside (thank you Jackie for quilting me the greatest comfort blanket…
The unexpected joy of accidentally finding a Mardi Gras parade
I hope it’s obvious to anyone reading this, I didn’t come here for Mardi Gras. Its been a very long time since I’ve been to a mass, and I’m not great at backtracking 40 days from Easter when planning my breaking point “I need to move now” moments. So while I know everyone has been…
My emotional support fantasy
Has basically been doing this for as long as I can remember. Picking up and moving to a city where no one knows my name and I can leave as soon as people commit it to memory. Not leaving a permanent mark anywhere but doing my best to remember every single thing about every single…
Walking through NOLA
Here’s the thing, as a cop’s daughter, with a hero complex, and limited sense for danger, but a overly heightened fear of being surprised, I’m not a good walker. I never have been, never will be. If I hear a noise rustling behind me, I will take off in a full sprint. My nickname in…
Day one may have been to early
This is a problem I absolutely created for myself. If you fall in love with everyone and everything immediately there’s nowhere to go but down. New Orleans hasn’t disappointed me. Ashley in New Orleans though? She’s disappointing me a little. The last few days I had to manage to try to be my normal self,…
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