The joy and despair rage violent fist fights in my heart. Or maybe they just arm wrestle ( Read more... )

So, here I am. In LA. With my boy ( Read more... )

I have never felt so treasured, so enveloped, so understood, so happy. There are right choices, and I made one.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

Today I drive down to Los Angeles to start, not just a new chapter in my life, but possibly an entirely new mode. A more stable lasting one, where there's less darting off to do crazy things elsewhere and more working on what's around me. I'm so glad I had this time since I graduated. In college I focused way to much on others, on trying to save ( Read more... )

So, Burning Man. Wow. First of all, why am I hardwired to believe it's not an adventure or a big deal unless you're up all night and stressed beforehand? If I had just not procrastinated endlessly I could have gotten plenty of sleep the night before, but no, I had to not finish until about 3:00am, despite my 5:00 wake up call. For some reason ( Read more... )

I have many many stories. Many many ups and downs. But I'm exhausted and achy and hungry and filthy and overwhelmed. So I'm just going to relate the most important thing now, and tomorrow I hope to reflect more thoroughly.

I think I met my soul mate. I'm moving to LA to be with him.

Burning Man was, as promised, magical and life changing.

Off into the great unknown.

Unprepared and lacking sleep, but possibly ready.

Going through a lot, what with moving and my job ending, and cleaning and moving, and fears of loneliness and uneasiness about my housing choice, and that the timing is bad, starting a new chapter and then immediately leaving for almost a month. Also burning man and new york, and comics. But, instead, I will just write a couple of open letters, ( Read more... )

Okay, I'm all moved in. Well, not entirely. I still need to move the futon and my bike and some odds and ends, and I'll be sleeping back in Lyford tomorrow night, but me and the bulk of my stuff has relocated to Oakland ( Read more... )

So after all this time freaking out about being homeless I now have two places to decide between. I mean, I may not get one of them, but the other is in the bag, and I can't accept it until I decide. I cannot do this without my tools of decision: pro/con lists, and feedback from others ( Read more... )