I have never been more alone.
No child to look after
No man to fret over.
No girlfriends to meet for cocktails.
Fuck. This is truly a new experience for me, a woman who cherishes her alone time, but, uh, this much? Now, when I'm bored, I have no local bar to run off to or a neighbor to visit. I can't go to the trailer park office and chat with the owner, or her daughter, or play with the great-grandbaby.
And it's so hot...too hot to walk on the beach.
So I'm closed up in a 20x8 foot space with the AC running on high.
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Life on the Sea of Cortez
About Me
This blog was started when I moved to a trailer park on the Sea of Cortez. I've kept it anonymous but that will change with my new blog which will focus on RV life versus trailer park life (and why I better fit into the latter category), the Sonoran Desert and all that entails including border issues, Arizona's creepy governer, and racism ala SB1070.
Blog Archive
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2007
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June
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- mucho calor
- jailbird letter 4
- you're in Mexico; speak Mexican
- my letter to prison
- jailbird letters 2 and 3
- alone again, naturally
- pissing gringas and pooping pelicans
- my letter from prison
- jailbirds and the women who love them
- los ninos y los gringos malo
- a walk on the beach
- hellacious fellatios
- my jailbird boyfriend is a soothsayer
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Previous Posts
- how i met the jailbird
- henriette, make up your mind
- embrace the yin and yang
- the beauty of books
- you're in mexico; speak mexican
- my letter to prison
- pissing gringas and pooping pelicans
- my letter from prison
- a walk on the beach
- my jailbird boyfriend is a soothsayer
- my jailbird boyfriend
- drunks and drug dealers
- Smart women; dumb-ass choices
- Yellow Ice
A MishMash of Sites and Blogs I Like
- like water on a rock or off a duck's butt...
- Dandelionseeds
- The New Yorker
- This American Life Radio Archive
- Guardian Unlimited
- Humane Borders
- No More Deaths
- Webtender - Online bartender
- Kat's Caffeine Induced Rantings
- World Cafe (a live music venue)
- Redneck Mother
- Free Will Astrology
- Wait Wait Don't Tell Me (on NPR)
- Salon
- Blog of a Bookslut
2 comments:
I would have to pretend I were in India or something and some guru suggested solitude. I could attempt that kind of alone-ness if it were for something REALLY important. Like God. Otherwise I would high tail it back to AZ.
XO, darling daughter
dd, you are so smart. i view this as a combo retreat/spanish immersion class/fat farm. ohhhhmmmmmm
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