One year, three months, and a day after graduating from high school, I’m sad to say I haven’t made it far.if anything, I’ve regressed. But it’ll be okay. I’ll fix this. And then I’ll change.


Weird what a few sun salutations can do. My right knee started to lock up mid lunge, and my lower back feels bruised. My neck is still tight from the Florida trip, but I guess that’s what I get for sleeping fourteen hours a day and not working out. Like I said though, it’s weird what a few sun salutations can do.

A lot’s happened since we last spoke. Today is Rane and my three month… anniversary? Tonight I’m making lettuce wraps (mine with ‘shrooms, his with teriyaki chicken) and stir fried rice and veggies. He’s bringing popcorn and a scary movie.

I joined cast. I play Janet on the 28th.

Mom got engaged.

I dropped out of school.

And am looking for work.


I take advantage of my little brothers’ youth and impressionability and make them run to the car for my charger. All the time.

A huge reason why I continue to be a vegetarian is to be able to say, “I’m a vegetarian.”

I’m attracted to my boyfriend’s best friend.

I used to binge eat.

I go with my mom to therapy not to support her but to eat at the yummy vegan cafe across the street from the office.

I don’t like running into people at the grocery store.

I feel like I’m dong this all wrong- this being life.

I have always lived violently, drunk hugely, eaten too much or not at all, slept around the clock or missed two nights sleep, worked too long and too hard in glory, or slobbed for a time in utter laziness. I’ve lifted, pulled, chopped, climbed, made love with joy and taken my hangovers as a consequence, not as a punishment.


I have several letters for you, but I just can’t seem to get ’em in the mail. When I gather them all, I’ll post them on here for you to read.

I wish I had taken a picture of my breakfast this morning- fluffy, buttermilk pancakes with warm syrup and red strawberry slivers, a cup of coffee, and Rane.