I dreamt about a little house across the alley. It was pink stucco and dilapidated and I had fantasies about buying and renovating it. In the meantime a man bought and was working on it. I was walking by and I introduced myself to him, I tried to make conversation about the house, angling for […]
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I would be considered magical if I was surrounded by mice that knew how to sew or birds that helped me bake pies. I’m just like that but with totally useless dogs. Magical AF.
Tonight I asked Micah if he would like to go on a drive with me.
Beer and axes flying through the air, what could go wrong?
Sometimes I leave out details that might upset someone who reads my blog – and believe me, there are times when I wish it was anonymous – sometimes I am writing it from the perspective of the person I want to be, maybe putting the cart before the horse.
Imagine my relief that wasn’t going to be a creep. Or a murderer. Or married. Seriously, all those options suck.
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