Dear World,

Good to see you here! I am writing to you from Portland today. After many miles of driving, we landed here just in time for Wryly’s reading of their first published book: My Ugly & Other Love Snarls.

As far as I am aware, Casey is an expert driver. When we got downtown, she parallel parked with more dedication than I’m used to experiencing in most human beings. We were centimeters away from the cars sandwiching us in.

I quickly established myself as the navigator and organizer of time and how to get from here to there and back again. Since I was thanked for this by Casey, I have carried on in this role happily.

The venue for Wryly’s reading on Friday was full to bursting, as were our bladders, and the lines to the restrooms were of similar capacity. This evening, Wryly was a voice among many readers from University of Hellpress. They purported themself before the crowded audience with confidence and ease, which I hope they felt in earnest.

After the readings, we wandered for food and found a Little Big Burger that offered lettuce wraps for burgers, and we tucked into devouring our first real meal of the day. The burgers were as the name suggests, little and big at the same time. I had two, all on my own. Wryly’s sister had joined us, and there was much sibling nonsense to watch as I filled my belly with monstrous haste.

Goodbyes were said to Ariel, and then a short drive, and we rolled into our resting place after only three confused drive bys, lost in the dark. We were welcomed warmly by our host, Mindy, who showed us a variety of sleeping options. Of these, we chose a room big enough for the three of us to pack sleeping things into, for a proper sleep over.

Mindy helped us arrange bedding and chatted with us, and then decided to head out dancing in hopes of catching some babes. We all settled in with tea and blankets, took some photos of our silly faces to commemorate our sleep over, and then chattered into the night until we dropped off into slumberland one, by, one.

Today we are in a world of overcast weather and occasional rain. Later there will be more readings, but for now, we write, and we wander.

Genuinely,
Monica

 

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