About

I'm twenty-five years old and from the rural south. Please don't take that to mean I've never been anywhere or done anything. This is just the place I routinely gravitate back to. And the place that I routinely run from. I prefer to be something of a gypsy, but have stayed put for four whole years now. Because I am now a "grown-up" and have "responsibilities" -- or so they tell me.

I am recently relationshipped despite my slight aversion to commitment.I haven't decided yet how much I'm ready to say about this.

I have a job. I am a drone, slaving away for minimum wage  in the hospitality industry. I work a lot. I, hopefully, will manage to not dwell on that here.

I have a complicated life. This does not make it interesting.

E-mail: hilary@getting-found.com

Twitter: contradictory

Formspring: hilgetsfound

The title of this blog is taken from the lyrics of the song Gardenia as performed by Mandy Moore.

Gardenia
Written by: Chantal Kreviazuk & Mandy Moore
Performed by: Mandy Moore

Well, I put so much thought into getting ready.
Now I know that was the best part.
It's so easy to get caught up in what I'm regretting.
Forget what I got from a wounded heart.

[CHORUS]
I'm the one who likes gardenia.
I'm the one who likes to make love on the floor.
I don't want to hang up the phone yet.
It's been good getting to know me more.

I've been seeing all my old friends in the city,
Walking alone in Central Park.
Doing all the things that I've neglected
Traded 'em all in to be in your arms.

[CHORUS]

Well, I hear my own voice,
Sounds so silly.
Keep on telling my story all around.
Everything I lost seems so different.
Well, this is how everybody gets found