Tag Archives: introversion

every artist is a cannibal, every poet is a thief

It’s interesting, as a sorta-kinda-writer-type-person, how much travel accidentally hones your observational skills. aside from the obvious, just like, paying more attention to what’s around you, because it’s new and interesting. I’m a massively insecure person with a shit-ton of … Continue reading

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Seattle: things and stuff

God, I just want to relax. It’s been 88 days since I had my own space, though even that, it’s been many years since that tiny bedroom in a town I hate felt like my own.  And it’s been 388 … Continue reading

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Sacramento: Random Curmudgeonliness // “so, where are you from?”

I promise there is an actual Sacramento post to be written.  I went to the California Railroad Museum, which was actually quite cool, and Old Sacramento, and the State Capitol grounds.  I ate Indian food and made a new friend.  But right now I am sitting in the … Continue reading

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Day fllsjhdgh 20?: Montreal // End of Hostel Life (for now)

So tonight is my last night in a hostel, for awhile at least.  Tomorrow I’m meeting up with my friend from Twitter/fandom nerdery, and she’s offered me crash space in, like, an actual apartment, which is amazing.  It’s both incredibly awesome and … Continue reading

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Day 5 Part 2: New York City // Redux (again)

Well, shit, I’ve missed a day already.  I should probably take time out of the actual day to try to update, until it’s 2am and I’m bone tired from bouncing around the northeast, without the alone-time to regenerate. Though last … Continue reading

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Day 45: New York City / Hnnnrhghghlkdsklhgd

I’m gettin’ tired, y’all, not gonna lie.  Not sure if the six and a half weeks of homelessness is catching up to me in general, or the jarringness of trying to maintain my limbo headspace in a place as intense as … Continue reading

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Day 12: Crawfordsville, IN / Holy ****ing **** I’m in ****ing Indiana

…eating dinner alone at an Indiana Cracker Barrel, questioning my life. Also, friendly reminder: if your nice smooth pavement suddenly turns to a dirt road, it might behoove you to check in with that little Internet thing you got goin’ … Continue reading

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