Everyone must breath until their dying breath. (Regina Spektor)

Sunday, March 27, 2011

resurrection

Made a trip to Costco the other day, and lo and behold! Verily, verily, I believe!

Yeah, but for real: cucumbers and lettuce (lettuce!) from British Columbia! Which, yes sir yes! IS LOCAL!

Or at least, miles more local than California, Mexico or (which I recently discovered is a Central American country and not a South American country) Honduras.

Once more, with feeling: Yeah!

That just makes me feel good. Like, inside.

Squee!!!!!


While it's hard to beat local fresh vegetables in March, I am gonna step it up a beat and give you this: My bruised writer's soul has picked herself off the ground and attempted to submit yet one more piece that will probably be rejected in the next 48 hours or so. And in even better news, I seem to have picked up my muse from its' homeless condition of wandering downtown alleys to actually pulling something out half decent.

At least I feel like my sentence structure is coming back to me.

Not to mention... hello! Spring Break!

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