

i cut my hair... opened my heart... and of all places, i most missed-- Fresno.
actually, Kingsburg— the little “swedish” town i grew up in— to be exact. i know i sound freaking crazy… maui vs. fresno. HA. beaches and sunshine and aloha vs. the so-called armpit of California, where summer is hot, dusty, and consciously about 5 years behind the rest of the state... so let me elaborate, of course. i’ve spent the last 5 months floating around… walking on beaches, swimming in the ocean, sleeping in the jungle. being alone in the jungle has afforded me qui