year 2, day 1

seven years ago today I left my then-husband and moved back to seattle. it's a good day to be reminded anew of how different things could have been, how much happier I am, how much better things are (I assume) for both of us without each other. since then, whenever I feel morose or lonely or irritated, I remind myself that I have the privilege of experiencing MY OWN problems now. it's still such a novelty, like being bored in Paris! ...and I realize that I always had that. making someone else in any way accountable for my mood or thoughts or actions is so fucking childish and manipulative and disappointing... no wonder I'm twice-divorced. I mean, there were sundry other reasons, but my part was pretty fucking significant. ah, hindsight! so new year's day tends to have refreshing yet loaded overtones. it is, if nothing else, an excellent comparison tool. I AM SO MUCH HAPPIER NOW. so: thank you, thank you, everyone who has been and still is a part of my life. you are a HUGE reason for why I am so fucking contented. 2013 is going to be a very, very good year for all of us. love!

-14th and Olive, today. this is a shitty photo but I wanted to hastily capture the arc of debauchery on this lawn: generic pepto-bismol. 5hr energy shot. Gatorade. plastic cups. nearby was an empty bottle of cheap wine. I didn't see any Dick's packages (or condoms), but I didn't peruse too closely.
-tonight's sunset from the 49, near St Mark's.
-shadowlands, this morning.
-clean-up on aisle 1, QFC, ~11pm last night.
-harassment.
-midnight, new years, Purr. we just ducked in, cheered with the rest of the crowd, and left. they blared "livin' on a prayer" (this is a blurry shot of the accompanying wall of video) and everyone sang along. myself included. those lyrics were knowledge I did not know I possessed! Bon Jovi through cultural osmosis! stay classy, 'Merica.
-why I love Charlie's: everyone who works there is fucking awesome. they serve massive portions of tartar sauce. they are almost always open. they have booths with really tall backs and you can have completely inappropriate conversations there under a guise of anonymity. when my drink contained a huge rubber band they cheerfully replaced it. they play journey nearly every time I'm there. and the stained glass ceiling is absolutely fucking absurd.
-10th & Olive, today. BLUE SKY.
-another party remnant(s), somewhere off 12th.
-last night's sunset from 16th.
-this morning. feeling it. tea.
-tonight, 415pm, from Broadway and Pine.