shmooshy

the thing is…even when i feel my most incapable, it’s you that makes everything feel possible. with you, everything is possible. thank you for this. x

Driving down the other freeway, the one I hate. Work pounding at my brain, it’s no wonder I’m confused. Everybody wants something, nobody gets it. “Meetings, deadlines, contracts all breached”,…

in the midst of life’s current unfairness, i am still thankful. i have a lot to be thankful for. more than i could ever imagine. .shmooshy. boots that could kick…

there. there in the dark where i worry. in the dark where shadows become demons and the wall is composed of steel. grand plans of life get washed away and…

I’ve posted this song before. A while ago, when I was truly reflecting on my life and thinking, in all of it’s enormous things, how far I have come and…

it’s strange, really. i never knew it was this simple. thank you.

I’m crying as I write this. But, for a change, it’s a good cry. I’ve been really, really quiet this last couple of weeks. This weekend, in particular, though. Really…

that you talk to yourself all the time like i do. i just heart it.

This post is entirely for Shmooshy. Dear Babe, I know this is my female brain talking but oh my sack, I love these shoes. You can totally go parallel park…

But it’s actually my good. Heh. It’s been a while since i blogged properly. yeah, you know, the usual round of excuses but, here they are: 1. i have been…