"...I bet that's what it's like when you're old and grey, sitting with your human on the porch on a warm summer evening as you watch the sun go down. I bet you turn to them, seeing the years you've spent together in the smile lines that permanently frame their eyes and rest along the corners of the lips you've yet to grow tired of kissing."
The internet is pretty rad, honestly. I'm sitting here, waiting for my car to be serviced. It's a gloomy day. I had a cup of coffee next to me, curled up in the comfy chair in the Toyota lounge. It was the perfect time to write. So I started to write. That's a lie. I… Continue reading Permission
Okay, I'm trying something new. I have some acoustic music on but it's not super moody like I usually go for. My belly is filled with water and chocolate and my eyes are heavy after a fun and busy weekend away. My Sunday blues are at an all-time high and my heart is happy. I… Continue reading Jaded Brain
I'm an Enneagram One. I don't just give a shit about what other people think. I give all the shits about what other people think. The other week, I answered a phone call from my friend and was met with, "I just don't care what people think anymore." "Uh," I responded. "I still do." It's true. I… Continue reading The Adventure
It's Sunday morning and I have found myself at my favorite coffee shop once again. Recently, when I'm actually home in Elwood, my Sunday mornings have consisted of an early walk with the pup, me putting on a few swipes of mascara and dusting my hair with dry shampoo, and driving to my favorite coffee… Continue reading Spiritual Love Language