I moved back to my hometown a couple of months ago. Still unemployed. Still hanging shit on the walls. Still wondering why he hasn’t called.

I think I moved back to be close to old friends and family so that I would feel less alone and less of this pain that comes from being isolated. But I still feel that. It’s better, but barely.

Yesterday it snowed. It snowed all night and all day and I put a little coat on my dog and we set out around the neighborhood falling in the snow and making postmodern art with snowballs. that was the most fun I’ve had all week. I want to just be in the moment, get lost, disappear.


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