DOES THIS BLOG
MAKE MY BUTT LOOK BIG?
You know I'm old in some ways - in others - well, I'm just a little girl. I like sunshine and pretty things and cheerfulness - and I dread responsibility.     
I don't want to think about pots and kitchens and brooms. I want to worry whether my legs will get slick and brown when I swim in the summer. 
-- F. Scott Fitzgerald | Rosalind | This Side of Paradise
Why Did You Come?

FIRST I LOST MY PARENTS AND THEN I LOST MY MIND

Sunday, August 02, 2015
LAURA BIDDLE
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It was not the best year in my life.

IT'S A LOT TO LOSE IN A YEAR.
FIRST, MY PARENTS.

NEXT, MY JOB.
AND YOU KNOW WHAT THEY SAY ... THE MIND IS THE LAST THING TO GO.

WHO ARE THEY, ANYWAY?
I MADE MY LIVING BY COMMUNICATING. EVEN HAD A FANCY TITLE: DIRECTOR OF COMMUNICATIONS. BUT NOW,  
WORDS WERE SCATTERED ABOUT THE FLOOR BUT I COULDN'T ARRANGE THEM IN ANY SORT OF MEANINGFUL ORDER.
AND BEFORE I COULD PICK THEM UP, THEY WERE SOAKED WITH TEARS