I never saw it coming. We fell in love. Until next time can't come soon enough.
I had no desire to go to a comedy show tonight. Something, however, kept hounding me to get out. And so, I went. And I didn't regret it.
Dresses are fancy. Sandals are a sometimes shoe. No one carries a purse. Thick thighs will be noticed. Lotion is required. Brains tie this look together for one stunning, sexy presentation.
I have no idea what you have for me, Nashville, but I'm ready to fly. (Heads-up: this post is a lil more "deep" than the others, feel free to skip it if you wanna stick to the lighter, more entertaining stuff.)
His pictures were pretty normal. Half were of him, the other half of barely-made-it-in-the-shot pics of him on a hill or in a lake or on a boat. This said to me he liked adventure. And, honestly, he looked like every other dude on Tinder.
When a guy asks you out on a first date and takes you to what seems like a slight step above a Shakey's Pizza to make his first impression, flee the scene! Don't be like me!
Now that I'm living in Nashville, am all nice and settled in to my new place, and am ready to start living my life, preferably not alone, I hopped on the online dating boat again and all I'm catching is catfish.
Another day, another morning I had to take off to go stand in a line at the crack of dawn to be surrounded by a bunch of characters at the Nashville DMV.
Nashville is everything I imagined it to be, nothing I imagined it to be, and everything in-between. There is so much coming at me all at once that I am only able to process so much at once (I think this is called sensory overload) and it is all very new, exciting, stressful, beautiful, fascinating, and every other adjective that once could possibly cram into one sentence; it's everythingful.
My first weekend in town, despite my sleepwalking exhaustion, I decided to check out some free music festival called Live on the Green downtown (there are so many free things that happen in this city which is great as I'm pretty broke after the cross-country move). Rather than spend the same amount of money on parking … Continue reading die in an uber, live on the green
Welcome to Nashville as seen through my lens. I'm new to Nashville, just moved here from Southern California, and write about what it is like to be me, a single lady with an overactive mental-monologuing mind...