Oh Where Oh Where Has Hannah Gone? Oh Where Oh Where Can She Be?

What good questions! All of which I will answer. In my last post about sustainability I talked about how there are so many beautiful and wonderful things I have prioritized instead of this blog, and this is true and I have been consumed by the beauty and magic of my life. I do apologize, because I absolutely love blogging, and sharing what I have been doing with the world. So here are the last few months summarized in a few posts.

I'll be talking about Seattle, Portland, Sign Language, Art, Adventures, and More!!!

Here are some random pictures.

There have been many many bunnies in my life!!! Here is one in a laundry basket.

I have been in a lot of cities. Portland, Seattle, San Francisco, Victoria.

I have found many lovely places where art blossoms. Such as this chalkboard bathroom.

And of course, by drink matches my rainbow hair.

See you soon. New posts rolling out soon.

xo,
Me

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Taron Hensley is a Pedophile.

Nine months later I emerge with the hopes of being vaccinated soon. FUcking hell. What a trip. This pandemic is going to require a lot of processing in the future but for now, I want to share and record some things I am very proud that I accomplished over this period of time. I was able to help start and run a campaign to eventually get my high school drama teacher who spread the rumor that I called the cops at a cast party which ruined my social life at that school while stalking me and my friends and constantly trying to get me in compromising and damn disgusting and gross situations. His charm to his superiors and the gaslighting and abuse of students has been heavily weighing on me in a way I have yet to fully deal with. I spoke out in high school and was silenced, threatened, and made to feel unwelcome. Yet the internet and living in a whole separate continent does wonders for confidence. I helped create a petition, gathered testimonies, and launched this campaign with my friends

Rainy Night Writing

There is something quite different about writing when it is raining outside than when it isn't. I despise my frozen toes and fingers, yet I love drinking chocolate almond milk with banana bread. It seems almost enchanting, like creativity is plopping on your rooftop. Writing in the rain, so odd. Writing in the rain It is like laughing during a thunder cloud, in perfect harmony with nature, rhyming and paralleling the weather, writing in the rain, creativity pours from you, as you hear the pitter patter, you wonder where the drops will all go, writing in the rain, a clean slate to begin again, a downpour of ideas, soon to come again, I love writing in the rain.

Outfits of Late Winter, and Early Spring

I hope you liked them!

Project Rainbow

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