I recently came back from my trip to
1) ashland, OR
2) Portland, OR
ALL WERE FUN, ESPECIALLY SEATTLE, I’m not sure what made me like it so much, it could be because it was so much SF,cA and I know sf so well, or maybe it was the love locks. Something about it made it extra special. Canada of course was beautiful, and fun, just wasnt as glamorous as people made it out to be.
I missed my pups and bf. I missed playing hearts at the yacht club, I missed walking my dogs on the beach, I missed sleeping in my own bed, I missed being in someone’s arms as I drift to sleep.
But I’m glad I did it. Its what I wanted to do and what I had planned for when I graduated college. So yea…but why do I feel so lost now. I’m not in school, still have 2 part time jobs, but my mornings are so free I’m going crazy. I half expected to be taking care of my bff’s baby as their nanny, but sadly she passed away(the baby, not the mother) miss Brianna Elizabeth. god wasn’t ready for her to be here yet. And I never met her(stillborn), and I miss her, I grieve her loss.
Anyways. That’s life.
Caring so much about everyone that sometimes I forget to see what’s right in front of my nose, the people I take care of daily (dad and I). Silly me. Dads fine now, back his normal wierd self. Old man.
I’m getting excited for the holidays. Love and love.