There’s a part of me that likes to see a high number in my drafts folder. There’s something soothing about not having to start from scratch. Knowing that something is needing you in order to feel whole, quite frankly, feels good. You therapists out there can analyze me if you like.
Attention my Most Excellent Readers: My Twitter account is up and running– as far as I can tell. Here was my plan of action: Throughout the past week, I’ve been jotting down in my notebook all the things I would’ve said aloud if someone where actually listening. I like what I’ve got so far. I
So, I walked into my room last night and looked at my bed and thought, What the heck? Honestly, I shouldn’t be surprised. It’s always the same issue. My mornings look like this: I stare at my closet trying to figure out which type of a mood I’m in. I settle on something, and I
A few years ago, I would’ve described myself as an eternally optimistic go-getter. I actually wasn’t that at all, but that was the way that I saw myself. A spontaneous adventurer. The reality is that I was afraid of taking chances. Real chances. I was terrified of failure. Any type of failure. Especially public failure.
Write. Write feelings,
write images of
Hello Everyone! I’d like to share with you my plan for a new project. Hopefully I’m not, as is my custom, spreading myself too thin. As many of you know from reading my recent post on Starting Late in fulfilling my dreams of travel, I plan to finally start having the life experiences that I’ve
via Daily Prompt: Lush We often hear the word lush and we think tropical jungles with leaves the size of our chests, and green. That really deep green that seems somehow mature. It’s been living for a while; don’t you dare mess with it. We think lush and we think being surrounded, enclosed, comforted, full.