#I am so sad and so bereft of green chile

[fractallogic]

Ah dammit setting this in ABQ was a mistake. Now all I want is to go back to New Mexico. Fuck. And every time I drove down to Pueblo I’d be like “I could just keep going for another 3-4 hours and I could be in Albuquerque instead and wouldn’t that be better” (which I think is also what I told my mom when she told me she was moving to Pueblo after my brother graduated high school) (sorry Pueblo you’re fine but man. If the choice is Pueblo vs basically anywhere in New Mexico? NM wins about 85% of the time)

Also not me walking to the writing “retreat” this morning thinking “you know if it were Tucson it would already be like 85 degrees now and these jeans and tennis shoes would be unbearable… man I miss Tucson” completely sincerely and unironically

Scone, my sweet scone, pastry whom i love who has wanted so badly to live in portland again since he left in like 2014? 2015?, I am so sorry but I need both of us to get into industry to have the experience on our resumes and then I need us to gtfo of the PNW. Or like, I need to spend a significant amount of time in the southwest. Because after moving out of Tucson I didn’t *really* think I’d miss it being 105 on a daily basis but oh my god I want to cry because at least I could self soothe with good yoga and blasting AC and all the Mexican food I could stuff into myself. I miss the monsoon season and the truly oppressive heat that feels like you’re walking into a hair dryer. I miss people speaking Spanish. I miss all of the cafes and restaurants and all of my friends. I miss the saguaros and the lizards and the ocotillos.

I know it’s literally hotter in Tucson than it is where he’s living in Saudi Arabia and he hates it and arizona is his “anywhere but there” place to live, but… wah :c