Last Wednesday, I stood in my boss' office, asking him if I could go home because I couldn't stop crying. I went home, sat in the sun, and cried all afternoon ( Read more... )

So, I no longer work for Moss Adams and will be joining Shields Bag and Printing. It's way less money, but I'll like the work much more. Also, Matt's working now, so we're fine with me making less. What I have learned after leaving MA the 13th of August is that I am not a person who is bored by not working. I always suspected, but I didn't have ( Read more... )

I saw your cars today, the same as I remember them, but out of any familiar context. I realized my sadness is turning into nostalgia. I'm not sure how I feel about that.

Why would someone do this, go through all the trouble of pretending to be an accountant when it would be so much easier to not be one. Because you get bound in, you say you will and then you have to and then they expect you to and it just seems easier to do it.

-Miranda July, Ten True Things

Do you have doubts about life? Are you unsure if it is worth the trouble? Look at the sky: that is for you. Look at each person's face as you pass on the street: those faces are for you. And the street itself, and the ground under the street, and the ball of fire underneath the ground: all these things are for you. They are as much for you as ( Read more... )

This morning I wake up and sit on the porch with friends on this unseasonally-warm October morning ( Read more... )

Today I wake up late, if you can call 3:30am Pacific time "late ( Read more... )

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People are like unicorns;
they aren't born,
they just appear
and enter your life with the magic
that no one will see what you do.
And myths always have a half-truth about them
you can never truly speak.

I still think of you at the transition from summer to fall, when the coffee stands start to advertise pumpkin spice lattes.

And I miss you.