So my best friend and roomate is moving back to Chicago. For six years or so, she tried to get me to move out to LA. I finally did, and now, a year later, she's moving back to Chicago. Funny how these things work out. I'm beginning to wonder if maybe we're just not supposed to be together. Perhaps we count on each other too much, so we don't push ourselves enough. Does that make sense?
Anyway, we had this home, and I left it and was so looking forward to returning only to find out that it's gone again. I'm leaving my cheap, cheap apartment to stay at my sister's for a bit. And then??? Who knows. Everyone keeps asking what I'm going to do now, and I really have nothing to tell them. I had some ideas, and then I read VELVET ELVIS, and it's shaken my existence. I have to reread it so I can figure some stuffs out.
So, I'm headed into the unknown once again. It's all very exciting, but also kind of exhausting, too. I kind of just want to chill for a while and put my soul at peace with no pressure from myself to do more, more, more. I guess that's me just being lazy. I'm tired of my soul being weary. I want some rest.
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Hi Powder! I did not know you had a blog. I can't believe your contract went so fast. I will say hi to Angi for you and Jon Courtenay as well :) Miss you lots!! Love,
Velvet Elvis? I'm going to have to look that one up. My brain just got turned inside out by a big thick textbook-looking thing called Typecasting: On the Arts and Sciences of Human Inequality, by Ewan & Ewan. One of the most real books I've ever read. I highly recommend.
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