IMY

Dearest Reader,

     I can't wait to come home. I miss a lot of little things: riding bikes in the rain, getting dressed up to get trashed, sitting in my swamp cooler house half naked smoking hookah, working for old people, walking about down town Tucson...There's a billion things I miss! I never thought I'd want to go back to Tucson and just get back to the way things were, but at the same time, I wouldn't give up my place in life for anything. I'm where I need to be, regardless of how lonely, sad, and bitchy I may get, I want and need to be here.
     Tucson will always be home, even when I'm stone clode frozen in Alaska.

Yours truly,
     Alexa

We all end up alone no matter how we've grown

Dearest Reader,

     Being in the military, I guess it shouldn't be such a shock that people will constantly be on a revolving door. They're on the continuous ciricle of coming and going, just as I am, but last week was quite the eye opener for me when 3 of my closeset friends left. They all went back home and in a few weeks, 2 will be heading out to Japan while the other gets to stay in his home town. All the while, I'm left here in the Devil's armpit. Watching them all get on a bus and drive away was heart breaking. Our last night together was spent at Chili's being obnoxioius as ever. This Friday 2 more will leave. And even so, I can't stop listening to The Sarcastic Dharma Society. Meloncholy as ever. SARC my life....

Yours Truly,
     Alexa