I just got back from a fabulous trip to Orlando where the weather was 80 degrees (as opposed to Boston's currently 20s.) I got to see my best friends Ali and Bobby (who live there), celebrate my birthday with chocolate cake and champagne, and spend a day at Walt Disney World. We also saw one of my all time favorite goth bands, "Sisters of Mercy" on their 25th anniversary tour. On Saturday, Ali and I went to Casadaga and got our tarot cards read by a psychic. That was pretty interesting, let me tell you! We bought a deck home with us and were doing our own readings for anyone who would let us. After a few glasses of wine, we had convinced ourselves that we were darn good psychics.
Anyway, I just got home today and I'm kind of sad to be back. I love it down in Orlando. It's one of the few places I can travel to and not feel anxious and homesick. I used to live there for about a year and a half back when I was 23 and it still feels like home to me. Plus I miss my friends. I wish everyone I loved could live close to me. It seems just the opposite. Most everyone is far away. :( I guess that's what you get when you have lived the nomadic tv news lifestyle.
I thought I'd post a couple pics for your amusement.
Back to nature
PLEASE DON'T MAKE ME GO HOME!!!