Got the job.

Gonna be teaching sex ed, bitchazzzz.
(And paying off my medical bills. Which are only one step away from collection.)

Here we go, into a whole new life...

And now I am nervous ( Read more... )

I want this job.

Sunny out. Another mild Colorado winter day. Erik sleeps. I slept too--for far too long--but I'm still exhausted. There are no marker points in this life anymore. I just apply. I just put myself out there and have it come to nothing ( Read more... )

Dear older generation ( Read more... )

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It's cold here. Snow comes down. Just yesterday the sun was gold over the mountains, and big winds creaked the last snowbanks. The streets ran wet with melt. We arrived at the car in Stapleton shouting at the warmth, stripping off our jackets, turning circles on the pavement ( Read more... )

Woke sprawled and warm to white streaming in the window. The roof beside me suddenly plush and downy. The green leaves leaning anxiously, crumpled; barely hanging, with the weight of the white ( Read more... )

I've unplugged my internet and taken the laptop to bed with this page up--it's been so long since I've written ( Read more... )

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