the best day in awhile

The new normal has become, well, normal. My days since quarantine began have consisted of the same schedule, which is so boring that I won’t even get into the details. I choose to spare you.

Sunday July 12th, 2020 was the best day in awhile. What a statement. I’d consider it the best in awhile because A) life felt somewhat normal again, and B) I ate homemade strawberry ice cream. Pretty epic, if I do say so myself.

An afternoon at Dickey Farms in Musella, Georgia was the perfect escape from the suburban atmosphere that I’ve become so accustomed to. Since buying land out in the country, I’ve grown quite fond of the idea of having my own little world. I can’t wait to raise chickens and name all the woodland creatures on our 5 acre lot. It’s going to be great.

I used to despise all things southern for some strange reason. I really don’t know why. Lately I’ve chosen to embrace it. Do I like peaches? Biscuits? Sweet tea? Yes to two of those. Sweet tea is the spawn of the devil. Change my freaking mind.

Oh, I can’t forget about country music. Curse you, Luke Bryan. I loathe you and your pop/country top 40 hits.

I am choosing to end this post very abruptly. Here, have a sunset.

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Hi, I’m Rebekah. I’m an illustrator, writer, and ventriloquist. One of those things I just mentioned is a lie.


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