lonely queer seeks community in local improv group
home for a few days now after visiting my partner and meta, and my other partner is still deployed.
spending time with my only friend in Spokane (spokhomie) today has been a pleasant but painful reminder of how important community is to a person's well-being.
realizing real fast that one writing meetup per week with spokhomie and one pilates session with my instructor is just not enough community interaction, especially now that my barista job is coming to a close.
I just know I'll need something to keep me from turning into the raging feral monster I become if left to my own devices for too long.
So improv it is.
that's sound logic, right?












