Once again, I’ve promised myself that I’d write something. Anything! So here I am on a Monday morning, right on schedule. My morning routine has been accomplished, which is a feat considering the wild weekend I had. My computer has already displayed its contempt for me by restarting without my permission just as I...
This morning, I walked by and thought, “My that pile looks so pretty like that. I should take a picture.”
Goals are being met!
“Anyone who writes has a real life and a textual life.”
Spill my guts into a Word document for safe keeping, but must I drag you all along for the sometimes torturous ride?
My personal experience and understanding of anything is not a personal attack.
Take a deep breath. And watch the storm roll in and wash over us.
Inspired by dreams of my Grandmother
"I wanted attention, too, but I didn’t want to be seen as wanting it." Paul Simon
And…it’s Saturday morning that I’m finally making myself take a moment to sit down and at least do my Friday post. I’ve been feeling a bit like a teenager, hormonally pulled and exhaustedly lazy at the same time. I think I’m ready for a vacation. Luckily for me, that is exactly what’s coming up...