The other night I had my first Abbott's of the season. Even though I was kind of in an iffy mood that night, I was somewhat comforted by the familiarity of Beach Avenue.
The two months before and after I moved back to Rochester sucked all my energy out. My attitude needed a major adjustment - it took a while for me to stop looking at myself as a victim of circumstance.
you're just an empty cage, girl, if you kill the bird
I've danced with my demons, and now I'm laying them to rest.