On Aug. 1, three wildfires broke out in Spokane, WA. It was hot, dry, and windy, so the fires grew quickly and the smoke came our way. I avoided going outside except to water the flowers on my deck, and

EVERY. SINGLE. INSTINCT. is telling me to get out of here. It sucks, because I was just starting to feel super comfortable and stable here. Comfortable with sobriety, comfortable with being “homeless”,