The Present Past

Dear you,

I ride a lawn mower for five hours each week.
I have the best creative-unique-personal job anyone could ask for.
I spend my nights with my family.
I burn incense.
I write letters to close friends.
I sing my lungs out when no one is home.
I just bought a harmonica: I've wanted one for the past year.
I drink tea when I remember and make rice in our rice-cooker.
I get overwhelmed by the very thought of EMU.
I listen to relaxing music.
I do crunches each night before I go to bed.
I take pictures with my film cameras.

This is my life, now that I'm back in Indiana. Sometimes I sit and wonder how I had developed an entire life, only to return to the former one. It's like stepping back in time while trying to comprehend the present.

Sincerely,
Shae