Monday was my Grandma Potaczala's birthday. She would have turned 85. I miss her.
It's hard to explain, but there's so much going on lately that I just want to forget all of it, move to Indonesia and start a new life relying solely on the earth and not talking to anyone except the birds. I need a HUGE change, and even though I'm only moving a few miles away from my current apartment, I'm hoping it will satisfy my craving for a new beginning.