- Wrestling with a super-gross Jeep car cover, and anticipating, with every movement, that the insects that have created their hives within the folds will attack with a vengeance
- Playing “wtf happened here?”
- Writing and editing in the house
- Getting tired of being cooped up, and putting together the mini version of the carbana and working there instead
- Making the choice to walk down the street and watch the sun set over the ocean every night
- Not making the choice, but waking up anyway around 4am and watching the sunrise every morning
- Singing along to the entirety of Les Miserables in a “fuck yeah, I’m not in an apartment” volume
- Grocery shopping and wondering how long a person can survive on celery and peanut butter.
- Picking up dead bungie cords
- Injuring my foot while diving away from the window so the surprise gardeners don’t see my boobs
- Texting
- Checking Instagram
- Day dreaming
- Repeat
- Walking along the edge of the living room rug as if it’s a tightrope
- No seriously, how long can a person live on celery and peanut butter?
- Only pouring a little bit of white wine into this glass for right now
- Binge watching Outlander
- Looking up how much tickets to Scotland cost
- Alternating between feeling lonely and feeling happy I’m alone
- Wait, is my neighbor looking at me? Can they hear me singing?
- Only pouring a little bit more wine into this glass
- Pacing back and forth in the backyard calling for my favorite neighborhood cat
- Picking up other dead bungie cords (this house is practically held up by bungie cords)
- Taking my epic Maui walks — blasting Beyonce and strutting down the sidewalk like I’m walking a runway
- Napping
- Playing “is that my hair tickling my arm or was that a frightening island insect that should never exist outside of a horror movie?”
- Texting
- Checking Instagram
- Day dreaming
- Repeat
Wish you were here! 🙂