Oh yeah. Yesterday was my 24th anniversary in Austin. 24 years ago I blah blah blah. This ain’t the town I moved to. But, also, I ain’t the same kid who moved here. Hooray growth?
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Seventy Two, Twenty Seven
I know I shouldn’t, but it always surprises me when winter weather happens and we are always surprised, because we know we shouldn’t.
Always Be Chewing
Talking with a friend tonight about being constantly hungry. I’ve been eating a lot lately. Like, a lot. I keep wondering if I’m going diabetic. Like, am I eating so much that my stomach is just constantly dumping to make room for more? I mentioned that it’s just not cold enough for my body to …
Austinversary 22
July 28, today, is my 22nd anniversary since moving to Austin. Twenty. Two. At the dumb, hopeful, stupid age of 28 I drove my broke ass to this town to sleep on a futon and have dreams. Now at 50 I sit my fat ass on my futon and wonder where my dreams got off …
Eeyore in the Field
Eeyore’s Birthday. That yearly event with all the hippies in the park. It’s like Austin’s version of the Hajj: every resident has to go at least once in their life. It was really nice to get out and be an anonymous face in a large crowd. I miss that. So many beautiful people. I felt …