Bien Viaje Kramer

Tuesday, Kramer flew off to Thailand (with a brief stint at the Quatar airport) for six weeks, so Sunday we all gathered at her apartment to wish her safe travels. There were many beers, brownies and games of Trivial Pursuit Pop Culture. And Sea had to drive home.

Sleep

It's good to be home. My bedroom is so pretty and my bed so comfortable. I love how in my apartment, each of our bedrooms is so different and fits our personality. My room is romantic and a little whimsical, Sea is simple and elegant, Ryan is all music with shelves of vinyls and desks full of sound equipment- reminds me of my grandfather.

I slept for ten hours last night and still feel so tired. I think I've been wound tight lately. So stressed, so worried, my body is saying "ok, you're done, you need to shut down for a little while." I always resist sleep though. If it were up to me, I'd be awake forever, I never want to miss a moment.

I'm mostly just a white girl

But then I'll break out a huge tub of hummus and call turkish delight locoum and suddenly... Not so much.



This is where I sit most days. By the window. Writing emails, listening to music and NPR.