“3… 2… 1… Happy New year!” Everyone chants this as the clocks change from the never ending year of 2020 to the new and hopeful year, 2021. My New Years eve was spent ordering pizza delivery so I wouldn’t have to be out on the roads with drunk drivers and when Diego finally got home…
Author: theprecariousaquarius
28. Seattle-ish, WA, USA. The Precarious Aquarius. I like to sing at work and loiter at church.
Dreaming in Love Songs
Five years ago today, I went on my first real date… ever. It was with, I would later find out, the love of my life. He was kind, charming, polite, an utter gentleman. We went to Olive Garden, the fanciest restaurant I could think of when he asked me where we should go. He opened…
Reflection
I’m not sure if it’s my bipolar or my poor memory, but this year seems like a blur to me. I made this collage of photos, pictured above in order to jog my memory of this year’s downfalls and successes. Below you will find what The Precarious Aquarius has been up to in the year…
