All My SXSW Secrets

The truth is, my entire trip started with a 6am flight and the realization that I forgot to pack a single pair of underwear. Why was my first inkling to bring three pairs of sunglasses, all the crop tops I could fit into a carryon, and even a pair of irrationally short-shorts, just in case the mood struck or the heat waved. I even brought a new book with me to start reading; maybe on the plane, maybe I'd wake up early and read at a local Austin coffee shop. Talk about being chronically ambitious?

Looking through my photo diary,

I feel instant nostalgia for

the sun, the music, the booze, the BBQ, my friends laughing like their lives depended on it, I even shared a bed with Jess and Jono - hey who's a lucky girl?;

real life,

real living.

Needless to say,
with a Lone Star in one hand
and my selfie-stick in the other (just kidding),
I
never stopped to read.
And, with all it's implications, was a
free bird
who was all smiles and
all
love.