I've come and gone,
come and gone,
and come and gone again.
2011/12 has been a whirl-wind, no doubt. After leaving New Mexico in July of 2011 I moved in with my life partner in Portland only to take a job in AK for the fall/winter.
From NM to OR to AK, just like that *.
Then, without warning, I was back in Portland living a disorganized, albeit liberating hand-to-mouth existence. And waiting. For what, I wasn't sure.
But in May (2012), it became clear.
I was waiting to come home again, for the first time.
I've never been so in love.
