these texts are an archive of my life in the San Francisco Bay Area from march 2007 - march 2015. it stands as a record of close to a decade of my life, charting the struggles i faced as an artist, daughter, and lover. messy and chaotic at times, eloquent and poetic at others, these texts are an index i am proud of. it was here in this electric box that i learned how to be honest about my experiences and the person i needed to become. it was here that i first learned the truism that words make the world and how to trust such a beautiful, rife, hard fact.

thank you for meeting me here in such tall grass.


my artist website is here.

Jul 10, 2009

waiting for tomorrow...

tomorrow morning, bright and early (but not before i've reached my coffee quotient), my sweetheart and i are heading off to the beach.

i haven't been to the beach in at least 5 years. strange. very strange. especially since i'm from southern california.

i miss the sound of the surf and sea-gulls and looking for shells and digging my toes in to the sand and just watching, listening, enjoying. a person can finally breathe at the shoreline. really breathe. truly. i can't believe it's been this long since i've sat on a towel and breathed in the salt. i want my hair to go all wild again and my freckles to pop out in the sun.
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