my three

I now live in a new apartment.

well, technically it is the same, fixed address - but it has taken on another form. we (he) pulled down the wall to make our space and I feel like I could give ballet lessons. Calking, screwing, sweeping, planning, placing, arranging, moving from one side of the place to the other has energized this space and the ones who live here. I am never moving out.

I now have a new job.

well, technically it is the same, but it is now fully my responsibility. I am on a power-trip to say the least and the place has never been more organized because of it; I wear it like a badge. its the two year mark and it feels rewarding. not just a store but my store.

I now have a new wardrobe.

well, technically it isn't 'new' but frippe-prix has been good to me. lauren ralph lauren. holt. made in france. the good thing is that I care more for the garments than the tags, but the tags are classics. who needs commercial retail? (oh wait, my place!)


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they (being my mom) say things come in threes. this is my three. It's like the karma gods have lined me up lately, though I fear admitting this will reverse the goodness flowing in my direction. conversely they (being my mom and family) have had three little blows in the last while, which makes me feel guilty for all the good vibes on the island.

specifically, my family dog died yesterday. I was talking to my baby bro on the phone & he gave me the news. sucks. I loved that huge dog. we ran hard.

--- as I was typing, the cat came & did this:








its crazy how animals can sometimes know how to make you feel better.

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Life is full and good. Life is full and good. Life is full and good.

& my roommate made cheesecake,
Loco.