Earlier today I said to someone I was heartbroken about the bombings at the Boston Marathon, but I was wrong. My heart overflows. And from that pouring out I find unity and solace and love for a city I’ve called home for a very short time yet has felt like home my whole life. May we find healing and hope in each other. So proud, and so much love for Boston tonight.
Hey Tumblahs! I missed you. Sorry I went away so long. I got a new job and moved up to Boston and I freaking love it here. Part of me can’t believe I really picked up and moved; the other part wonders what the hell took me so long. My new job is very different but it’s a good challenge and a LOT more money. I’m also saving a ton of dough living with some friends. But I’m happy. And hopefully I’ll be on here more. My laptop is dumb in this house and doesn’t pick up consistent Internet, but I’ll keep trying. FOR YOU.