This is what I’m listening to. I couldn’t be happier.
I started my new job today. I am learning.
Here’s to summer, friends.
all this love love love in the dark
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July 4
Dockweiler.
Redondo.
ode to my grays
“Let me just get one,” he says, as he looks at me from above.
“Leave it. Otherwise it’ll grow in and stick straight up,” I reply, yanking my head this way, and that.
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“Why didn’t you tell me about the streak/patch of grays?” I ask.
“I like your gray hairs,” she replies. She is earnest.
I am like fuckin’ Stacy London over here.
**
“There are just so many,” they say.
“I know.” I say back. I smile. I run my fingers through my hair.
**
“Should I dye it for the wedding?” I think aloud as I look in the mirror.
I pull it back. Worse. I put it down.
**
They are my battle scars. They are my experience.
They are my tales. They are me.
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I’m not going to dye it, I think. Not me. I am proud.
I smooth down the curly ones, looking in the mirror.
**
There is a streak, in my bangs. It is five hairs, maybe more.
It is cool, I tell myself. Hipster even (though I do not strive for this status.)
**
You may give me gray hairs before my time…
(so kiss me when you come home, on my lips)
5gts: Independence Edition
1. Beach day Sunday. Lookin’ like this:
2. Looking at apartments with Jeff. We’re excited to find a bigger & better place. Let the search begin!
3. Finishing the rose cake. (See the it in the works, here)
4. I’ll be like you’re medicine, you’ll take every dose of me….Pandora rolled over today. Oh, yea.
5. Guys, it’s JULY.
and I say, no it isn’t perfect…
My sister is going to see Maroon 5. Because of this video, I am equal parts OK with it, and jealous. Jealous because I’m not there. OK because mostly, they’re here.