I've failed completely at coming up with original post titles. Pizza on Wednesday was amazing. So was the cello. I'm full of hope at the moment, that I can really make it, and make a difference in this world, and live the life that I want. I'm a S.L.O.B. right now -- Sam Lying On... Continue Reading →
I feel thin, sort of stretched, like butter scraped over too much bread. -- Bilbo Baggins When the road gets bumpy, I eat chocolate and listen to the soundtrack for Outlander. I'm thinking I should play some cello and hopefully hear from my sister. I'm craving consistency and quiet. However, today, I have the energy... Continue Reading →
I could scribble this out on my chalkboard. Which I should do and have done and would be fun. But for now, this makes the most sense, as my brain is whirling in all sorts of weird and wonderful directions. *** One step at a time. A good night's sleep. Some tv. Play with my dog.... Continue Reading →
I want to melt into a puddle. It feels stupid to write this, because there's so much I could write about that would be so much more fun and interesting, but I'm just really tired- still good, but really tired.
Good day yesterday, good day today. Still crazy hot out, though! The whole street smells like overcooked rubber 🙂
Sunday started off messy. I should have clued in faster and looked at my dinky little clock with the temperature reading so that I could have dressed for the 25's rather than the 5's. 25! I don't know if I'm gonna make it through global warming and weather extremes. So, there I was, sitting on... Continue Reading →
Joy is underrated. People tend to put up with 'good enough' and put too much emphasis on hard work as the road to achievement. What I'm saying is you don't have to settle, and not everything needs to be hard. These are ten things that bring me joy and are effortless... Good food Pajamas Clean... Continue Reading →
Everything takes effort. Especially now that I'm overthinking it all. But some things feel effortless. And I'm seeking them out. Breakfast, lazy mornings, quality sleep, and un-rushed routines. Comfort in a nutshell.
Fall to pieces in the shower. Frustrated with your own ineptitude. Wanting to bend time to your will. Fighting the urge to pick up an instrument in the small hours. Dreaming of positive impacts. Hoofbeats and heaving sides, fresh cut grass and helicopter tails. Quiet houses with eggs and bacon and books. Happy houses with friends and kitchen parties. Inspiration... Continue Reading →