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Sitting, leaning my head against the wall, clean towel hanging, pinned between my head and the wall.
the fresh scent and rough feel remind me first not of a past boyfriend dumping a hamper of straight-from-the-dryer towels on a cold day, but of folding towels with mum when i was little. they make me think of the built-in linen cabinet in the hallway. the drawers where the towels go. the cabinet where the calgon and bubble bath lived.

calgon take me away.

then i think of the drawers with kitchen towels in the kitchen. how sometimes things were hidden among them. how mum still hides things in drawers among the contents.

I miss the way things were, it makes me sad when I remember I can never go places i once went and they would still be the same way. places change. sometimes drastically. i have no control over it.

some things feel so important to hang onto. little moments. so many little moments. they slip away too easily.

Look! SOMEONE has jumped the gun and turned into a chrysalis already!

I have made a brief sketch of the trip. MANY details to be figured out. These are the states I believe we will be hitting:

Maine (duh)
New Hampshire
Massachusetts (No. Adams)
New York
Pennsylvania
Ohio
Michigan (Detroit)
Illinois (Chicago)
Iowa
Wisconsin (Fond Du Pot (teehee))
South Dakota (Mount Rushmore)
Wyoming (Yellowstone)
Idaho (Craters of the Moon?)
Oregon (Portland (Portland to Portland!))
California (Yosemite, Sequoia)
Nevada (Las Vegas)
Arizona (Grand Canyon, Sedona)
New Mexico (Albuquerque)
Texas (If Liz is there, Oklahoma otherwise)
Louisiana (New Orleans)
Alabama
Georgia
South Carolina
North Carolina
Virginia (Falls Church)
Maryland
New Jersey
Connecticut
Massachusetts
New Hampshire
Home

Doh. Need soda. Don’t want to get dressed. No breakfast today. I like breakfast…

cheerios it is!

Hung out with Elise. Betty White is awesome. Finished her little sock bag (Elise’s not Betty’s). Will post a pic when she sends me one. I forgot to take one.

oops.

I was there so late. Emil was not pleased. I was not pleased. What a miserable long ass day. I have no idea what I did all morning. I swear I mustve been working… right? Right?? where is the evidence?

Wow, almost 3 months of this. Also, a new intern started this week. She just turned 20 on her first day. No one is my age. Either the age of the highschool kids out front, or like 45.

Sigh.