bodies in motion indeed. yesterday i found myself, for the first time ever, watching a marathon {the l.a. marathon.} total accident too. i must confess the idea of watching people run is up there with the horrible sorority rumor where the older girls strip you down...
here’s to hearing music that whips my hair side to side with eyes closed even in a sea of strangers. to pasta or fresh sourdough bread served piping hot to us in our dark booth in the back at our favorite date night restaurant. to sweet kisses stolen at the...
i have to stop listening to “90’s on the 9;” my current satellite radio station of choice which plays non-stop, commercial free music from the nineties {aka my adolescence.} it’s bad enough that i already had every lyric of the divinyls...
