home again.

I am lounging in the guest room in my parents house.

It is very weird. I am extremely sad to leave the people and life I had this last year in SF- but I am also extremely happy to be in a town that has been good to me.

SF is adventure, SD is safety.

I pulled up to my house at 2am. This morning my mom and i returned the rental car and then we went to my starbucks. J was working and it was a good moment. He made me sweet tea lemonade. Then we stopped by my Church and K, D and lots of babies were around. It was a perfect hello. I was worried everything would be overwhelming, like it had been during Christmas. My therapist and I talked a lot about my homecoming and I think that, so far, it has been good.

Jimmy and my road trip down was fantastic!! I am going to miss him a lot. He and I texted out boss most of the way, which was fun.

I am super tired, but I am also ready to start seeing people! :)

happiness!

a move

I am packing. Dang, it sucks. I have thrown away so many papers and donated so many clothes to goodwill. And I still have four or five small boxes. And I still have a messy bathroom and bedroom.

oy vey.

I am very sad to leave my new Church, Reality SF. I am very sad to leave my RA team. I am very sad to leave the greatest city in the world.

I am very grateful to have made the friends I have made. I am very grateful to have had therapy. I am very grateful that I have had incredible bosses!

I am so excited to see my Faith family in SD. I am so excited to see my lovely family and preggo! I am so excited to start Forest Home.

...

pray that me and jimmy's road trip goes well! :)

bye...

I just worked two very long day.

I just finished a very difficult academic semester.

My first year in San Francisco is now over.

I am packing and saying goodbyes.

It is extremely bittersweet.

Acts 17:11

a week in pictures...

^self explanatory...

^random hallway graffiti

^my first netflix!

a friend.

Sometimes you need a friend.

I watched "An Education" tonight with my friends and this movie freaked me out!

I started to feel sad: how messed up I am, how broken I've become, mistakes I've made, afogs yet to come, etc, etc, etc...

Then I went and found my friend Jimmy.

We talked for over an hour. He listened to me. Really listened. Offered more than advice. He offered me his time and his friend-devotion.

My therapist once said that Jimmy is perfect for me (as a friend)...

Now, I am soaking in his words.

His words include: you're worth it. don't fear. be caring and be the best person you can be. what are you afraid of? what is selfishness? you're great. i care.

It's nice to know that I have made a kindred here.

ph

^someone has really nice friends...

^ASL documentary was BA. This is Greg. He is the Sound guy.

^my co-worker and director of the project. Michael.

^in protest of Arizona's new law.

^Christine, Kyle, Chris and Anthony. We laugh a lot...

^at the embarcadero, I passed a man and we nodded at each other. He handed me this rose.

^Charlotte...spur of the moment weekend visit!

^City Cru end of the year celebration. I have learned that Gd is so in control of life. These people are angels.

when I grow up.

I am going to graduate college with a degree in HISTORY at San Francisco State University.

I am going to change my name.

Then I am going to get my MFA in POETRY at Seattle Pacific University.

I am going to publish a book of poetry and/or short creative non-fiction stories.

After that, I am going to move back to San Francisco and pay off my loans.

I might meet someone and be in a relationship for a year or two.

Then I am going to have a mid-20s crisis and shave my head and move to India or Africa.

I am going to come back and adopt a little girl and name her Annie.

Then I am going to start my community house.

I should be 30 years old by then.

Haight-Ashbury

Music

The Pretty Things:

Priscilla Ahn:

Procol Harem:

Alexi Murdoch:

Sufjan Stevens:

The Smart Brothers:

Metric:

Remy Zero:

New Light Ruins:

Visitors

Charlotte

Andy

Talia

Jason

Kelly

School

2 final drafts due

1 in class essay

1 take home final

Work

40 hours the week of finals

Move

rent a car

rent a storage space

pack!

I am this woman.

It's been a while. I apologize.

The last week I have been on an emotional rollercoaster.

The last three days I have been in the Library Annex for over 15 hours combined.

I have written 25 pages of scholarly analysis and argued my way into the 16th century world of women poets and the Jewish immigrant woman of the Progressive era.

I have had late night laughing fits with my co-workers and early morning tears at the overwhelming load I carry.

My therapist and I are preparing for our last two meetings, ever. I am really sad about this separation. Our relationship is like non other and I grieve that I will possibly never see her again.

Housing owns my soul.

I have to miss a meeting with my summer-camp counselors because of housing.

Jimmy is my best friend. Something happened in the last few days; a connection, a familiar spark.

I need a break. I have been sleeping very poorly and thinking too much. My thoughts have been racing through moving things, school things, work things, family things, friend things, life things, sad things, happy things, everything.

I am tired. I am homesick. I am excited to see Kim. I am excited to sleep in the guest room of my house.

Gd has been good to me. All the people who I've met this last year make me so thankful for Jesus. I cannot believe that I have made such lasting friends, already!

I am stoked to go home. And I am stoked to recount this last year.

I like who I am.

I don't say this to be selfish, but in the last couple of episodes of my life, I have enjoyed her. Even through the crazy. I anticipate, with smiles all around, the next episode!