More Playa bloggin'

October 12, 2013

Mornings are the best here! I wake up so happy – unlike normal, when I so often awake with anxiety and dread.

October 13, 2013

Rough couple days. Crying like I haven’t cried in months. Nightmares with soundtracks, for God’s sake. Fucking Evanescence, “My Immortal”. I dreamt Adam was leaving me. Saying the word divorce in my dream was like someone shooting me in the gut. That line there’s just so much that time cannot erase … it kills me. The nightmares followed me up here. Those frigging bastards.

WRITTEN IN LARGE LETTERS IN THE JOURNAL, AS WELL AS A FACEBOOK STATUS:

“We leave home behind to collect a newer and fuller definition of home.” – Joseph Dispenza, “The Way of the Traveler”