I'm a word girl. Ever since I could talk I was doing too much of it, and once I perfected forming my letters I had a story to tell. Whether that story was true, or just ever so slightly embellished was not the point; it was that I had the art of language and I knew how to use it. Drawing? Not so much. "Art" consisted of stick figures in precarious positions, or the ever-glamorous "collages" which were basically just a hodgepodge of JTT cut outs or Seventeen magazine words that 'spoke to me' at that moment or some shit. You know the crap I'm talking about. But there are some moments in life that even I can't seem to find a way to describe what's happening, or how I feel about it. So I've left that job up to a few pictures in order to best describe this phase of my life:
|College Graduation 2009 (I'm second from left). Movin' on up.|
There is no good picture of me either at my job or in a boot and crutches, so the pictures above and below describe the last 6 months of my life post-fall.
|Applying for Unemployment October 6, 2013|
Unemployment/Time-Out Day 1
1. Apply for Health Insurance
2. Look for jobs.
3. Just stare out the window for a little while. Notice how good it feels. And don't even feel guilty about it.