First Night.

All the stuff I own is wrapped up tight in a 10x10ft storage unit.  I couldn't stand to put the stuffed wolf that I've anthropomorphized and slept with for the past 2 years in a box, so Partario stands guard.  1:23am.  I can't sleep.  I miss my bed. I'm lying awake on my friend Eliza's*... Continue Reading →

My Last Night with a Home (for a while)

This is it!  The moment that, for months, I've dreamed of, plotted, and spun into action.  My last night living in Los Angeles, my last night with a home to call my own (for a while). As one can imagine, Los Angeles life can be hard, competitive.  It's a city I never imagined I'd find... Continue Reading →

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