Holy Samsquamch!

Last night I asked Mike if he'd ever contemplated the existence of Bigfoot or Sasquatch.

Being a wilderness type person and also who believes in evolution and the possibility of missing links, I told him that although I'd never seen one, it's possible such creatures do exist. I began scouring YouTube. A wealth of any kind of video you might want to see on any subject. And I found this:



The video itself is grainy, sideways and unrecognizable. The dialogue, however, is amazing. "Holy fuck, Ricky. I think it's a Samsquanch! *heavy scared breathing*"

I want to believe in them even more after seeing that video.


Meanwhile, I am leaving New York in exactly a week. Most of the time, it doesn't seem fair. I haven't ridden out my time here or seen everything I want to see. But, there is a lot to be proud of looking back on my time living in the big apple. Is it refreshing to live in a city where no one really looks out for anybody but themselves? Is it nice to be able to tune out crowds and drown out the mindless jabbering of those on the train on the way to work? Yes. But more than that, I am simply satisfied that I carry myself better, I have more confidence in myself as a human being and I can definitely say I am one tough chica based on what I have done and seen.

I, for the first time in a long while, am proud of me!