When I was 25 I moved to live in my own apartment for the first time, spent a lot of time outside, got to see some of my favorite people in the world get married, learned way more about the Tennessee Code of Habitability than I wanted to, made some amazing friendships, shot some short films, had some existential crises, visited California, and had my car stolen.
25 was rough, but I think 26 will be better :)
Took a trip to Ireland!!
jk but look how prettyyyy
It’s @thisiskatcar birthday so everyone say happy bday (lol) 🥳 im so lucky to have her fr and so sad we’re thousands of miles away now 😭 we’re not doing well being so far in case anyone’s wondering
#travel #birthday #celebration #bestfriends #happybirthday
When I was 24 I went on my first solo camping trip, fostered a few dogs, made some short films with my friends, acted in a few commercials, fell in love, got a promotion, worked as a PA on a few film sets and a podcast, and finally visited the state capital. I feel good about 25 :)
When I was 23, I spent a lot of time with good people, helped plant a lot of trees, did TNR for a bunch of cats (and even found homes for some of them), acted in my first commercial, finally got my diplomas in the mail, made some movies with my besties, and got my eyeballs lasered. Here’s to 24 🎉
It’s been exactly 100 days since Wendell moved in with me. He’s been a farm dog his whole life, and never tired of going to work every single day. Even on days when he had to be half-carried, he wouldn’t rest until he checked on his farm, and then would come back to the apartment.
The past few months have been challenging, but being his hospice home has been an honor and brought me tremendous joy, and I would do it a million times over again.
He is very literally the reason I started working at the farm, and while it won’t be the same without him, this dog has already changed my life. Love you forever, Tiny Man.
