Though I'm not particularly sure where I'll end up.
I have a hunger to have a fixed place, a stable relationship, a routine.
But I just… haven’t found something that makes me really want to stay put. I’ll find it eventually.
For now I’m hanging out in Austin, Texas. I’ve taken up residence in the guest room of two dear friends.
Yesterday we rollicked through a rural Texas ranch. I inquired about the location of the bathroom, a woman responded, ‘oh, everyone’s just peeing outside.’
The day previous, I took a jaunt around suburban Illinois in a private plane.
A handful of afternoons before were spent in a television studio in Washington, D.C.
I’m not sure what tomorrow will bring. I'm a rolling stone, a ramblin woman. I’m kinda ok with that.
Til next time.