I’m finally home from my back-and-forth trek to Arizona. I missed it before I left it. The landscape is uncomplicated and smells good. My chosen family there were so needed and gave me a lot of love and inspiration, and now I feel lost without them. Here, in Vermont, I’m back in the unfinished drywall box with no construction working in sight. Still no home. There is a lot of crying. I just want to put socks in a drawer, motherfucker! I want the horses to come home and to be able to plant a tomato seed in a cup. Nope.
Difficult Landing
Difficult Landing
Difficult Landing
I’m finally home from my back-and-forth trek to Arizona. I missed it before I left it. The landscape is uncomplicated and smells good. My chosen family there were so needed and gave me a lot of love and inspiration, and now I feel lost without them. Here, in Vermont, I’m back in the unfinished drywall box with no construction working in sight. Still no home. There is a lot of crying. I just want to put socks in a drawer, motherfucker! I want the horses to come home and to be able to plant a tomato seed in a cup. Nope.