Alyson

I wrote my first diary entry on a drive to Arizona, and here I am again, writing on the drive to my grandparents’ house in Phoenix. And…I feel good. I have been taking care of myself, and now I am going to surrender to the sun and just breathe for a while. Breathe and sweat.

I have a Sagittarius astrology calendar hanging on my door in my bedroom. It tells me that one day this week, a family vacation will result in a whirlwind romance (although it will be short-lived). I have never met a single boy outside of school, so good luck with that one, Sag spirits. It’s a nice thought, though. Maybe it doesn’t have to mean a boy. It could be that I meet someone my own age, that the teens living here finally come out of hiding. Or maybe my wishes will be fulfilled and my mom will drive me to Sedona, and my mending mind can be nurtured and healed by the magic that other people seem to find there…

I need to stop thinking. Off to the pool. ♦