Dear Anna took me to the Oakland Airport on Wednesday morning. I couldn’t bear to watch her walk away. What a stalwart friend. Trip to Philadelphia was easy. I took a sleeping pill, slumped my way to our stopover in Phoenix, took another sleeping pill and snored my way — bandanna over face as always — to my destination. An hour later — around 1:30 a.m. — I was at Mom’s house, greeted by aforementioned […]
Read moreMonth: August 2009
The Goodbye Girl
The final countdown, with fare-thee-wells flying like dandruff: On the 22nd I spent the day and night with someone important to me, and during our goodbye I was wounded by how casual and final his farewell seemed. Goodbye #1. Bad start: broken heart. Next day I had a visit with TJ and Richard (goodbyes 2 and 3, sodden with tears) and a lovely time with the Browns in Nevada City. (You guys don’t mind me […]
Read moreThere’s No Place Like Home
“It’s so weird that there are some people that aren’t from Oakland.” — Eleni
Read moreNineteenth Nervous Breakdown
The day before yesterday I waaaay overslept and didn’t have time even for a last shower before bidding adieu to my house. I threw everything that was untethered into paper bags and hauled Stella & crate into the car. Unwashed, I went back inside for a far-too-speedy last look at my universe, and drove off to pick up Jason & Eleni. By that time it was almost 1:00: a late start for a trip to […]
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