Thursday, October 3, 2013

Pink Flamingos and a grasshopper in Arkansas

There's nothing like pink flamingos to remind me of one of my favorite fellow Marylanders, John Waters, the filthiest person alive.

Went to the DC zoo a few days ago,  I will never forget going to the zoo in middle school with my sister Mollie and our friend who's name I won't mention since that story is going in the book under an alias, so stay tuned. ;)

I guess I am at a point in my life where I realize how important it is to share my story of everything I have been through and that I need to keep engaged in that process. I really liked this quote I saw after seeing the movie, Thanks for Sharing, in Bethesda.
 
 
 I really feel a surge of bravery and courage to keep telling it, even if it is chock full of mistakes and this delusion that I have that I will get to a better version of me doesn't seem to be any closer. So fuck it, what do I have to lose?
 
I have finally made it back to Texas, which feels great. I had an auspicious sign in Arkansas. A green grasshopper hopped on my car while I was getting gas. At first it was on the back of my car, and then when I was leaving, it was on my windshield. Of course I had to look up the meaning of grasshopper. They tell you to be patient and take the leap when you are ready. Grasshoppers only jump up and forward, they can't go backwards or sideways. Green grasshoppers indicate good luck is on its way.
 
I have to temper this with saying I do sometimes look too much maybe for signs and symbolism. I went through this period where I was looking at quarters to tell me where to go. That's fine and good except when you have to do laundry!

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