i'm a wreck everyone. a straight up hot mess.
no cigarettes or home.
stephanie the nomad is down to the basics.
pulling clothes from the backseat of the car or yelling as i fall down stairs while juggling lamps and cutlery.
great.
i've always enjoyed these trying times. they happen once in a while and always leave me lined and furrowed.
breathe in.
out.
now shut up and get through this.
[sigh]
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
moving, messages, and giving them away
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