I wake up and don’t know where I am.
The Copper State
I’m sitting here listening to “Dink’s Song” (the film soundtrack version) trying to get a little bit sad, because I’m so excited about getting on the road again that I’ve been nauseous and headachy and keep waking up every two hours at night, thinking of things that I’m about to do and see.
Dominick, like most people you meet in Phoenix, is not from here. But he’s even more not from here than average. He was born in the UK and spent enough of his childhood there that he retains an accent…when he’s not masking it–expertly, I might add–in order to avoid having to tell every customer at the Public Market Cafe bar where he comes from, how long he’s been here, etc. Read more
Meredith is the Cinderella story every waitress hopes to become. She started out waiting tables at Canyon Ranch; now she manages public relations for the resort. Putting her college degree to work, no less–quel coup!
A pagan celebration of a sacred ritual…or possibly the other way around.
Springtime. Or something like that.