relocated to austin, tx. it's warm here, and a strange mix of overly friendly and extremely snide individuals. i have a business, and some day i might be able to work for myself. i'd like to go back to school, but only because i miss learning things, i miss figuring out how to take what i have and get what i need, i miss writing A+ papers in two days while watching my classmates struggle for two weeks. i never said i was modest, i'm a good paper writer and it gives me satisfaction.
love, still, yes. still wondering how all this happened. i find myself imagining our wedding cupcakes.
i also find myself with an overwhelming need for something more than reality to exist, translating in to an intense interest in the ghostly activity, perhaps-mythical creatures, house fairies. woods near my house hide something strange, shapeless, soundless, shadowy. i'd like to see it again.