around 1pm i couldn't stand it anymore and i left the windowless bunker that is my office and took the elevator down 22 stories and oh, the feeling of sunshine and a spring breeze on my face. I walked through the ugliest block in nola with a huge smile on my face, just from being outside. When I headed home, at 9, another 12 hour day and not much to show for it, I sang the whole way, my heart light for the first time all day. It feels like getting out of jail, every time i get out of there. This is the means, not the end. This is the means, not the end. This is the means, not the end. I mentioned I applied for a visa extension? I'm never going to get out of here.

on a more positive note: banana, almonds, and almond milk with a spoon of cocoa in the vitamix is my new favorite dinner.

10:29 p.m. - 2015-03-25