Turn It On

I was in the car and she told me she loved me. Seconds later, she broke into a Sleater-Kinney song, belting out a verse from Turn It On.

I have waited my whole life for that to happen.

I can only smile.

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Today I moved house. It was exhausting as usual. I'm on my third Portland home in four months. This one's good though, and it's in a neighborhood named Brooklyn. Huh.

I went to karaoke to try and get out some of my tension from moving - moving makes me feel ill - and it only made me feel worse. I couldn't get anything right. I think I'm going to take a break from the karaoke for a while. I need to focus on writing instead.

I'm going to try and sleep in this new bed now. The person who slept in it before is a nice man who is out on tour for 3 months writing zines about bicycles and cities.

Things are evolving.

Two months in this relationship is coming up on Friday. Four months in Portland comes on Sunday. I'm nearly at six months in the US. Bottle Rocket is having its 1-year party soon too. Lots to write about!

Soon enough.