Whatever

A lot has happened since I last posted. A lot. It would take a novel, possibly, just to cover it all. So I'm not going to attempt that at the moment. But basically, I ended up going through metaphysical and literal Hell in Georgia shortly after getting a DUI (unrelated). After a two week involuntary stay at a psych ward in Gainesville, I fled to Louisville and then finally Short Mountain for the eclipse, where I had the most intense and ridiculous time that most people wouldn't believe. Anyway, I mailed a letter to Tori Amos about some of my craziness a couple days ago. She should receive it today in Chicago. Maybe she'll have some answers.

I just finished my biweekly visit with my probation officer in Milledgeville. I'm sitting at Blackbird Coffee pretending like I'm doing something important. I have a psychiatrist appointment in Dublin at 1:30, so I'm just trying to waste time. I wish there were someone from my past I could hang out with. I'm feeling kind of sad and nostalgic. I'd hang out with Michael in Dublin, but the last time I was there he literally ignored me. Ok, according to him Lucy is at work, so I guess I'm going to go see her for a bit. I feel a little awkward here, anyway.