…for this warm day. …for the chance to wear green & host a fun dinner (and for a mums who lets me use her house for said dinner). …for an office that i enjoy coming to, bosses who encourage, and for giving me the best coworkers imaginable. …for turning yesterday, one of my worst days… Continue reading thank you, Jesus
there’s something so bittersweet about the passing of time and this year, i feel it acutely. so goodnight, twenty-two year old self. you were a good year.
sometimes you just have to be honest. i scribble out on paper the very things my heart is saying, feeling, needing. part of me despairs. part of me wonders if i’ll ever get it. part of me wonders if i’ll always live with failure as my identity. part of me wonders if i’ll always allow… Continue reading wilted
– i sat at my kitchen table in pajamas for… basically three hours this morning. coffee was enjoyed in a slow way that no other morning of the week allows, fruit was eaten, and much conversation was had. the talkative should-be-brother-and-oldest-friend-of-mine was around and sometimes we revert to our fifteen year old selves who could… Continue reading a regular saturday in my world update
oh hey. you’re rather cute. i’ve got a nice office that would like you. sadness. you’re sold out. oh hey. is it okay if i dream of you tonight? someday, norway, perhaps we’ll meet. you know, the day my ship comes in so i can quit my job, become the most selfish being on the… Continue reading oh hey
tonight, three chocolate cookies filled with milk & white chocolate chips, were consumed. a massive glass of milk was drunk. and i wondered what else i can stuff in my mouth before 12am. why? well — i was hesitant to bring up the word “lent” on my site. after all, it’s a catholic fast, i’m… Continue reading why this not-so-catholic girl is observing lent.
i have the most gorgeous nephews and nieces. you can debate this, but in my world, it’s fact. they just are. sometimes the amount of love in my heart for them almost surprises me.
it’s said that i write on tuesdays. but i sit here, late in the evening, afghan on my lap, and nothing is coming to mind. it’s been those sort of days recently. you know, the kind where you go through long, full days, but although they were busy, when you lay your head on your… Continue reading stop & rest.
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