Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Thursday, February 24, 2011

Whenever I talk to you I get this feeling and I think I've always talked about it as this feeling of warmth and familiarity. But now I'm realizing it's more.

I feel like I'm covered in mud and my freckles that hide in the winter come back out. My skin abandons its pallor and is warm and young. And my hair, it's wind blown and tangled. I start daydreaming about jungles, forts, tree houses, caves, befriending feral cats, and trying to ride a horse bareback.

I start craving fruits and hearty bread and feel the need to walk my apartment barefoot.

Friday, February 11, 2011

Thursday, February 10, 2011

Oh Yeah?





Playing in the snow with my kiddies.

Monday, January 31, 2011

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

To Dream A Dream

I've found it often more pleasant to dream a dream thank to live it.

Saturday, January 15, 2011

Grandma

My grandma died today.

Every time someone dies in my life I always fall asleep right as they are passing.

2011 has not been the best year so far.

But I have my hopes set high. Things can only get better from here.

Grandma is in a better place, Mr. Hurd's cancer is removable and I have some really amazing people in my life.

Like I said, it can only get better from here.