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I don't know what they may call it where ever you are, but around here, it's called a shotgun. One person will hold the red end of the spliff in their mouth and instead of inhaling they blow, and the other will suck. Creating this crazy looking effect we have here.
I'm watching her in the window across the way as she dances around the kitchen doing this and doing that.
Her "boy cut" hair sitting undisturbed on her beautiful head.
She chats smiling with a person who exists beyond the window and outside my reality.
She lights a sage leaf and blows at it to get it going. she waves the leaf around some and then drops it into a bowl and waves her arms furiously around it to spread the smell.
She chats some more and then steps back, grabs her hands over her head and streches with a big smile,
turns and walks out of the room.
In this moment I feel I am in love with this woman. In my mind we have had a long history and I know her personality and love it. We've had times good and bad but in the end it just couldn't work. I still miss her dearly, and wonder if she still misses me....
But in reality nothing of that story is true. In fact I have only spoken to her a couple times. I know her name is Janine and she just so happens to be my friend Annie's exgirlfriend.
So this is me:
Right now my life is in a huge transitional period. Everything around me is changing drasticly. I've been living in Boston for about two years now. Boston is very close to my heart. I love this amazing city, and I've even become a Red Socks fan (you would too if you had lived here when they won the world series for the first time in 86 years). But like I said, things are changing.
I'm moving back to my hometown, Miami. I have incredibly mixed feelings about this. In almost the same moment I can go from grinning with excitement to wanting to puke from nervousness. Now it could be that I am nervous because I am projecting all these intensly negative memories of those horrid high school days, trying everything to get out from under my father's thumb. Or maybe it really isn't the right place for me. I'm not sure. But I'm trying it anyway.
Why? Well, because my dad has finally offered to pay for school. More good news is that I will be living with friends on five acres of beautiful land full of citrus trees and gardens and a natural pond, and I'll finally be near my two best friends in the entire world and my baby brother.
So I have about 9 days, including today, left in Boston. Then I fly down to Miami for one week with my soon to be ex, after a week we fly into Reno, NV for Burning Man. After Burning Man I fly back to Boston to get my kitty and bring him down to his new home.
Also in the middle of all of this I somehow have to get my ass to court so the man who tried to rape me won't get off scott free, and go to my grandparents 60th wedding anniversary in fucking Georgia.
So much to do, so much change. I just can't wait to go to Burning Man.
p.s. I'm uploading lots of pics into my pics folder, check it!
Right now my life is in a huge transitional period. Everything around me is changing drasticly. I've been living in Boston for about two years now. Boston is very close to my heart. I love this amazing city, and I've even become a Red Socks fan (you would too if you had lived here when they won the world series for the first time in 86 years). But like I said, things are changing.
I'm moving back to my hometown, Miami. I have incredibly mixed feelings about this. In almost the same moment I can go from grinning with excitement to wanting to puke from nervousness. Now it could be that I am nervous because I am projecting all these intensly negative memories of those horrid high school days, trying everything to get out from under my father's thumb. Or maybe it really isn't the right place for me. I'm not sure. But I'm trying it anyway.
Why? Well, because my dad has finally offered to pay for school. More good news is that I will be living with friends on five acres of beautiful land full of citrus trees and gardens and a natural pond, and I'll finally be near my two best friends in the entire world and my baby brother.
So I have about 9 days, including today, left in Boston. Then I fly down to Miami for one week with my soon to be ex, after a week we fly into Reno, NV for Burning Man. After Burning Man I fly back to Boston to get my kitty and bring him down to his new home.
Also in the middle of all of this I somehow have to get my ass to court so the man who tried to rape me won't get off scott free, and go to my grandparents 60th wedding anniversary in fucking Georgia.
So much to do, so much change. I just can't wait to go to Burning Man.
p.s. I'm uploading lots of pics into my pics folder, check it!
