What does the memoir of your last week look like?
Write the first page of it and tape it to your wall. How many lives can we live in 52 weeks? I hope you are doing ok today. I am holding on like that cat poster in your 8th grade guidance counselor’s office. Send good thoughts. I can feel them. I will send them back. It will be magic. xo
ilysm,
Amy
I read your post while traveling and realized I hadn’t written much in the last month. Thanks for the prompt. You always have the best writing prompts. Hang in there ❤️ here’s my mini memoir
8.4.23
Taking this picture of the last day on the road. The moon glows warmly over the strip mall lights bouncing off the fourth floor window of a Tulsa hotel room infused with satisfaction of a Texas Roadhouse baked potato after nine hours of driving. Route 66, and the hum of simon and Garfunkel,s America echoing in my head. A shower, a too hot shower because I’m either too dumb or too tired to figure out yet another shower that isn’t my own. So my skin burns a little. Washing off Albuquerque and Flagstaff. And the high temperature of 109 as the mountains flatten and everything just feels sweltering hot and amazingly beautiful. Laughing at the strangers faces when I rode the elevator with my car trailer hitch and two Stella ciders. The person I was before I left would have waited for the next elevator, always over apologizing and afraid to take up anyone’s space. But i wedged myself between two young couples. Could you press 4 please? That’s who the road made me
Sending you good vibes and love! ✨💛 Last night my friend and I were wandering around in Paris and came across La Diva cafe and stopped to have a drink. I remembered you had also gone there when in Paris and that I had thought it looked fun.☺️