- Notes
Note to self: next time I decide to go outside and do a photoshoot in the ruralest parts of rural Montana, bring mosquito spray! I’m still itching all over.
Note to self: next time I decide to go outside and do a photoshoot in the ruralest parts of rural Montana, bring mosquito spray! I’m still itching all over.

We can almost see the mountains again.
14 years ago today I hopped on a plane in California and moved to Montana.
I came to finish a novel, and within a year, I finished it. For a while, I told others I was only going to stay for a year. I believed it. A year turned to two turned to 10 turned to 14. I built a life here, filled countless notebooks, finished another novel and started a few more, became an IT Director, then coached football, basketball, and track, I’m now teaching two classes somehow, I fell in love, grieved, got depressed too many times, recovered, and in 3 weeks, I turn 40. I now burn candles every Friday to remember those I’ve lost, and I bought myself a nice mechanical watch to help me readjust my relationship with time. I miss San Diego, and far too many times I’ve felt like I was wasting my life here in Montana.
But I’m still here, and I’m still trying to figure it out.

From last night’s football game: a beautiful double rainbow right before kickoff.

I wanted to take a photo of a rainbow peeking behind the mountains but by the time I grabbed my camera and got into position, the rainbow had disappeared. The mountains still looked beautiful, though.
According to court documents, Lawrence waived his Miranda rights and told investigators, “I’m toast anyways I guess, so, yeah I did it.”

After a welcome lull, the skies are thick with fire smoke again. A friend of mine found ash on his car this morning. My allergies went haywire last week, and a day after of clean breathing, they’re acting up again. I need to buy more tissues.

Spent most of the day glued to my TV and devices while I followed an eventful MLB trade deadline. This isn’t quite the vacation I wanted, but it’s the vacation I have, and I’m spending it how I want: lazily and at home. I should get my car tomorrow, but I’ll believe it once I’m driving it again.
I remember that back in May, I stayed up past midnight so I can see the aurora borealis for the first time in my life. I grabbed my bag with my camera in it, put on my sandals, and hit the road. I had no idea where I was going, but once I was on the road, I remember feeling both excited and free. I could go wherever I want, I remember thinking, and in a way, I did. I went down a road I’d never gone down before, I found a dark and secluded area, I parked my car, and I took some photos of the beautiful night sky.
I miss my car and the freedom and possibilities it gave me. I hope I get it back tomorrow.

Last night, a severe storm with winds that raged up to 109mph hit my corner of Montana, knocking out power and damaging whatever got in its way. I woke up in the middle of the night with no power and the strong winds rattling my doors and windows. If this heatwave wasn’t enough, now we have to worry about hurricane level winds? Jeesh.
I woke up at 1:30am and I wasn’t able to get back to sleep before I had to get going with my day. Fortunately, power returned to my small town, so I was able to stop by my favorite coffee shop before I headed to work. This shop sells some funny stickers, and here are a few I liked that I sent to my friend on Snapchat. Both hit home today.

Admired the reddish skies this morning while I waited for my friend to pick me up before work. According to the weather forecast, today should be the last day temperature gauges hit anything above 90° for the next week, and I welcome any relief from the heat, even if the highs will still be in the 80s. Not having my car has been inconvenient, but relief is only a few days away, and I can’t wait. In the meantime, I’ve been learning more about alternators and enjoying some good baseball games.
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