maybe its time to lose the easter colours


and the easter decorations


i like easter


you haven't heard boo from me because it's been sunny and gorgeous and my mom's been here

so i've been busy and content

now she's gone and i'm bumbed

i want to go back to 1990 for a week or two and just take a break

it's weird

because i live in this alternate reality called expat land which is unaffected by all the things that make home so different than it was when i first left, my idea of going home seems to have become like time travel

if i could go anywhere, it would be were the gap wasn't so damn large

it's not the ocean anymore it's the seconds and the hours and the days