I can't tell you how many times I've heard the nonsense that all little girls dream about their wedding day. Really? I never did. I never imagined Prince Charming, a white knight, perfect poufy dress, horse-drawn carriage, frilly pink romance or any of that bull shit.
I dreamed of owning a truck.
I guess I'm not your average girl.
Today I bought my truck. The truck I've always wanted and dreamed about. Black. A truck with a real bed. Not an SUV. A truck where people can call me to help them move. Or haul dirt. A truck where I can drive out into a field, stand in the bed, and take pictures of the rising moon. A truck I can take to the snow. A truck that can take a curb like a champ.
I've never kept a vehicle for more than a few years - but that's because I never owned my truck. Every other vehicle was just a compromise.
No compromises anymore.
Everyone, meet the pirate ship.
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Jan 31, 2010
No compromises
Jan 22, 2010
Jan 10, 2010
No matter where you go, there you are.
So what I've been up to lately:
My 365 self portrait thing. Yeah. Photogenic. NOT.
I've also had a lot of time to myself. To think. To feel. Oh boy to feel. To contemplate. What is rapidly becoming clear to me is that Folsom might not be the place I land after my lease is over. I purposely grounded myself for a year by signing a lease so I could really think about what I wanted for the next few years and in life in general. Folsom was perfect when I was half of a couple interested in living in a nice area and working locally. I just don't think that it's really my crowd or representative of my lifestyle now.
I've really enjoyed living in Folsom and it is truly a wonderful place, but maybe it's time to pack up and say thanks for the memories. I've found few like minded people here. I have no friends in Folsom to speak of so I have to drive to Sacramento (and surrounding cities) to hang out and see them which doesn't bode well for the whole "I like to drink beer thing" since I don't drink and drive. Because I don't know anyone here really, chances of meeting new and interesting people that live here is also dim. Nightlife is pretty boring. No community gardens (and the one run by the local garden "club" doesn't count). It's full of families, not 20-somethings looking for like-minded folks. And diversity is kinda...lacking....whereas Sacramento is the most diverse city in the country.
Yes, I have many months before I have to move, but I can't help but wonder if there is somewhere else I should be. Sacramento is where I grew up and it's siren song is calling my name and calling me home.
So I reach my first of many crossroads...
