Seattle summers are GLORIOUS, so I thought the decision to not get on a plane this summer to enjoy the glory was a sound one. But not even three months in, which is the longest I’ve gone without flying in more than three years, I feel like I’m suffocating. I am seriously having trouble breathing right now just thinking about it.
I need to get out.
I bought my first Tracy Reese dress today.
I’ve made it!
you are who you eat with
you’ve gotta be shitting me
On the plane, catching up on issues of “Lucky Peach” and coincidentally finding work done by two women from whom I am once removed. They do not know each other. They both know different men in my life.
Life is weird.
yesterday, my love brought home for me tulips and a basket of ripe strawberries.
it’s the little things.
plans to drink beer after work and all i can think is: what a waste of a great day to be drinking rather than running.
I love my life.