Mom: you sound off, are you ok?
Me: I’m fine. Just tired. The heat is sapping my energy
Mom: Drink lots of water
(The solution to most problems…)
Me: (i hate water) okk…so I’m thinking what to do for my birthday…
Mom: are you 43 this year?
Me: um no…45…
Me: (you gave birth to me!) yes mom…45…
We all have dreams, big ones, small ones, unrealistic and attainable ones. Old dreams and new dreams and shelved dreams. Broken dreams and dreams so deep they remain unformed. Read the rest of this entry
I don’t know if there’s a perfect bucket list. I have some things on mine and some I’ve already done but in order to not forget the dreams or lose track of the goals and accomplishments I thought I’d pen my list. Would be wonderful to use an old fountain pen and a perfect piece of paper for this list, but a keyboard and blog will have to do. Read the rest of this entry