Female

33

my elementary school and high school no longer exist. My past places of employment no longer exist. Katrina made my resume look like a mysterious false identity. Sick of this town- sick of the politics- sick of the attitudes, the racism, the 'rebuilding', sick of the all the bull... I need to go on a retreat or something. It never fails: when i leave, i just cant wait to come home. I'm just like a cat- if i'm out, i want in, and if i'm in, all I want is to get out. I am the product of disfunctional parenting- I am a good example of why most people should not breed. What makes me happy: playing music, creating art, watching the river, star gazing, watching insects do their thing, the hypnotic songs of the cicada, laying in the sun (with spf45, of course), soft drinks on ice, chocolate, homemade pizza, raw vegan ice cream, homemade almond milk, the sound of cracking and popping from record players, listening to young children ramble, cycling thru town and pissing motorists off, and lastly, stickin it to the man any way I can.