This is something I wrote in my journal and, in the moment, at least, want to share. It's a little disjointed but I feel like it means something for me. Like it shows my life more clearly than I'm often able to share. 6:25AM - I'm at Satellite so early that they haven't even put out the patio chairs yet. There was only one other customer when I walked in a few minutes ago (now there are three). It's so quiet, and the music is soothing and hopeful this morning. My walk up here was wonderful. The sunrise was just beginning to light up the edges of the sky behind black mountains in the distance, but the rest of town was still in night. It was cold outside and I wore my hat and my shemagh and my black hoodie under my vest. I carried my mp3 player in my hand to fold the faulty cord in place and listened to the Gin Blossoms play. I just finished reading a zine-book called Indestructible about the author's high school years, her queer/bi-ness, her struggle with her...