Three cheers for a new blog home.

Hip, hip, hooray.


Another hot day in Salt Lake City, the kind of day that makes one dreadfully fear touching leather steering wheels. Ouch. Oh the shade of an Oregon pine tree has never sounded so inviting. How did this exactly happen? Two weeks ago I was under a Oregon pine tree saying goodbye to all those lovely faces and now here I am getting ready to drive to an actual mall to begin a dayjob. I feel like I'm in a movie; first scene: "oh goodbye!" tears, tears, "spread your wings little one!!" etc... Than the screen reads, "2 weeks later." All of a sudden I'm stuck in big city traffic, radio blaring, horns honking, to many breaklights and me, small-town-girl, me. Head perfectly slumped against steering wheel asking the clouds if my choice was right. Was all this around me right? Though to the audience the answer seems easy, "No stupid...you had it right the first time, go on now, go back to where you belong, where there are no malls or traffic..." But if only the audience knew how lovely that same city is when it sparkles in the nighttime. While your driving along in not-so-rough traffic. The way it glows like a huge disco ball, then they would know why. Why she left the pine trees and the lovely faces. Because there was something outside that, something so much... bigger, brighter, sparklier, and waiting for someone like her.