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{You've come a long way, Baby}

I have been living in the Rabbit Hole for almost 2 years now. It has become my safe haven from the storm of this city. Don't get me wrong I love this city but it is nice to have a little sanctuary to retreat to when all the hustle and bustle starts to overwhelm. I love sitting at my window every morning to write and watch the parade of neighbors stroll by. I have come to "know" some of them, not personally but just by virtue of seeing them on a regular basis. But that will be another post. This is all about the Rabbit Hole. As I come up on the 2 year mark, I took a look back at where it all started. I remember walking into the apartment with my mom and my broker and falling immediately in love with this little space. I am so thankful we were able to pull off the painstaking process of actually getting the apartment. It has been such a great place to live. And there have been some changes. So here are the before and afters of the last two years.  It was so bare and crisp...

Oh Patti Smith

I began this entry in July of this year when I picked up "Just Kids" on a trip to Ca. This is how it began. You could very well be the death of me. I am on a plane heading to San Jose for a wedding and I picked up the Patty Smith bio at the airport book store. 25 pages in and I think I have cried 2-3 times already. Obviously this book is resonating in my heart and I am not even to the point where she is 20 years old yet. Good gracious! It is giving me such a drive to write my own story. To spill my life out on the page. Feelings and such that I have long buried from childhood, adolescence and adulthood. For whatever reason. All those things, all those moments have a place to be heard. They have a place in my history. They make up MY bio. All those things shaped who I am today and who I will become as the days go by. I have a tendency to wrap up my past in little packages and set them on a shelf, never to be unwrapped or examined, What’s done is done, I think seems to be my...