so here’s the story of my missing tooth: two hours into our drive up north i bit into a very soft, unsuspecting granola bar. out came my front veneer!?!? {childhood bout with spinal meningitis= crazy high fever=white spots on my teeth=false fangs} let’s...
holy smokes! two giant tubs of mail, over 400 emails, and a missing front tooth*. welcome home katie. *story to follow Similar posts:mourningOne Shot!!!!heavy rotationthe...
i am thankful for humility. the angst i feel toward some is really just my own self distrust. fear disguised as spite. hurrah to pluck and faith. happy thanksgiving to the bright side. image Similar posts:partly cloudycomfortaperturewinter...
cheers to another chance. courage in my cup, i recommit myself to expelling the naysayer in last night’s slippers. she hasn’t served me. it’s a sweet farewell. the dreamer has sat sideline too long. an illusion no more, hour by hour the scale tips...
