i think i’ve found my 2 buddies for the weekend. a sturdy, seen it all, been there before bench to shoulder my frantic body and brain. a tree. an elder on property. she drapes her gauzy branches low and thick, concealing me from camp share. for now we just sit....
off i go. fingers, toes, eyes crossed their coffee’s strong. otherwise…. i’m not responsible for playing nicely with the other yogis. keep your cell phones on dears, lest i need a break out. click image for source Similar posts:happy weekendalex...
more rain? didn’t we already have this conversation? silly busy bee i am. i can’t afford wet wings. tomorrow i crisscross the country for dorm living and cafeteria food service. {pausing for self-cognizance} i’m doing what?! have i forgotten those...
babies cry. shocker. sometimes babies cry on airplanes. they are not doing this on purpose. they are not evil spawn trying to make your life impossible. they are BABIES. deal with it. stop being such a donkey with your dirty looks, snarky eye rolls, and nasty comments...
i’ve checked my birth certificate; it says orange county. i’ve been to therapy searching for possible memory repression; nope, i’ve lived in southern california my entire life. then, why tell me why, is san francisco the only city in the world where...
hh and i are in the city for a little bid’ness and family-ness. i’m not about to let the rain and wind damper my inner tatianna sorokko. i’m embracing street glamour, even if i freeze. these are inspiring me. here’s to you having a glossy...
