Today I drove up to Santa Fe to do some shopping and to eat at the best New Mexican Restaurant in the state. It was a bit weird at first. So many bad memories associated with this state.
As I was driving into town I passed by the bar my mom was working at the night she drove home and fell asleep at the wheel and died. The only time I have ever been there was the day my little sister and I went there to pick up her last check.
The city hasn't changed much. I drove past the park I played at as a child. My mom used to have a picture of me playing on one of the rocking horses when I was about two. The plaza is the same one I used to get stoned at and watch Shakespeare in the Park.
I stopped for lunch and had the worlds best burrito with both green and read chili. I topped it off with a glass of sangria. It is amazing to me how food that is so simple can make me feel so excited. There is really nothing like it anywhere.
At any rate, I spent the rest of the afternoon wandering in and out of galleries and shops. I picked up some new turquoise jewelry, a gorgeous hand panted pot and two Dia del Muerte figurines, one for me and one for my best friend. I also picked up some cooking supplies to bring home with me.
On the way home I stopped at the casino and won $100.
Coming home is always such an emotional thing. Actually driving thru my home town will give me a tummy ache. The only thing I can still love are my mountains and the forest. No bad memories associated with my time spent with nature.
I guess this is my BSC post of the day.
