Jumping Crocodiles?

There is an actual jumping crocodiles cruise in Australia. The only reason I know that is because after I published my first post, I googled the title and username. (My blog post wasn’t there.)

I got “jumping crocodiles” from Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory. The original, not that creepy one with Johnny Depp. “Jumping crocodiles, Charlie!” Grandpa Joe exclaims before he proceeds to jump out of his bed ridden state and dance around.

Who am I, you didn’t ask? Well, I am just a 26 year old girl trying to find her tribe and understand herself better, maybe even get a glimpse into who she is. (I’m mildly uncomfortable with referring to myself in the third person but that’s how I always see these About things labeled as and I have no idea what I’m doing.)

Currently enamored with The Big Lebowski, man. I get enamored quite frequently with movies, TV shows, certain actors or actresses.

I’m looking for sobriety beyond the 12 steps.

I’ve been “dry” since 7/26/16.

I hope you find something you can relate to here. I’m essentially inexperienced at writing but since I have this dream of becoming a great writer like Augusten Burroughs or Geneen Roth, I suppose I had better start somewhere.