I am here.
I can not believe it.
I woke up at 6:30 this morning and went running in the cold, danced to the temper trap for a while, got rid of more than 600 junk mails, and made family ornaments. I missed these guys.
More than I realized.
Saturday, December 20, 2014
swells of change
Perched at the crow's nest I welcome the brewing gale ideal conditions for a feminine travail
-
In the laundry bin, making home next to my socks and underwear, I found a little tube of glossier blush, two square neon magnets, and a spec...
