June 2009
I I love my sweet mother.
To everyone I haven’t been in touch with: gonna change.
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also, sang at a lesbian wedding today! I forgot the practical things, haha.
Welcome to my life!
also, sang at a lesbian wedding today! I forgot the practical things, haha.
Welcome to my life!
I’m here. My studio apartment. Listening to NPR podcasts, and trying to unpack and job hunt and get myself into a good place.
I can do it. Mom cried. I cried. I am emailing tonight, if I can steal the net. Oh Jesus Christ, here I am.
Please know that I love you, even if I’m silent toward you. It isn’t intentional.
to quantify and quench
I don’t know quite how I feel right now… at the moment. I think I see things in a different way than a lot of people, or I’m much worse at hiding it. I should get that on a fucking t-shirt, haha. :)
oh Jesus. I move into my place on Pike and Bellevue for realsies tomorrow. 2000 from the parents, actually more, for summer living; I just have to find a job, and I figured the Seattle job market was a bit more lenient. I hope I am doing the right thing.
I hope. I am doing the right thing. Let’s separate those, haha. Seriously though, my stomach is a knot. As always happens, I entered this situation (home) with great fear and trepidation, and as soon as I near the exit, I get sick.
This is different, though. This is an exit I carved for myself. I made a pact to myself, and it might seem esoteric in this forum, but I will reiterate them anyway. A list wouldn’t work, not that specific; I wanted to
- escape the restrictions of home
- begin my move into adulthood by being responsible
you know what? Shut up, Mehron. Just goddamn jump in. JUMP IN.
that I can make this a working blog.