Cheers!

I raise a fist of semi sweet chocolate chips into the air. Cheers! I scream as the fist hits my mouth, head tilted back slightly.I am an old cotton cloth flapping in the wind, its 6th summer in. I saw Scott watching me, I was nothing but myself. Holding hands, circled up I thought. What the fuck are they even talking about? Do they even know? I want to move to the country.

What I think about on Saturday nights alone

Grocery shopping makes me feel safe. For some reason if my pantry is full of food I feel like everything will be okay. Soymilk and laundry detergent. The list is started.

Jason went on a road trip

I feel like I am drowning. Jason went on a road trip and I really love the video that he made to remember it.


Destination Seattle from J Trav on Vimeo.

New news

Wearing Doc Martins makes me feel skinny. Free indirect discourse. My foot is still bruised from that dumb bitch from weeks ago. Is that even possible? I don't know what I want. I am sick of hearing about the plane crash. Must be a slow news day. My sister called me today with new news.