I was asked a lot while I was stopping at interstate gas stations in the middle of nowhere. “You’re really alone? Thats awfully brave of you.” the clerk would say, knowing that I am obviously not from around there. Watching the landscape change and hearing the accents evolve simultaneously. It was fascinating, and as I … Continue reading I drove from Central Florida to Central Oregon myself.
I pretend its like my own miniature office, complete with a toilet and a pile of clothes on the floor and various colors of lipstick in disarray with my two toothbrushes and vitamin supplements and incandescent lighting. There is also a publix reusable grocery bag on the floor, but it lacks a bathroom specific purpose … Continue reading I sometimes like to sit on the bathroom floor with my laptop.