Tag: Love
Who wants to skate with me?
I don’t even care that my center of gravity is way off now.
So full
You just have no idea how full my heart is right now :)
Procabulary
Happiness is having friends who appreciate the obscure words you sometimes use. Love is when they roll their eyes for using them too often.
New people can be good people
Someone I only met recently told me she thinks I’m a good writer. That made my night.
Pop Music As Time Travel
I fired up a Kitten playlist to blast a wall around me while I work, and I was instantly transported back to some ad hoc club in Austin, TX, almost two years ago. I saw Kitten live on a fantastic night during an amazing week of travel, seeing strange sites and falling in love with… Continue reading Pop Music As Time Travel
Refrigerator poetry
Photo by creativeonion
I need additional head space today
Some days (TODAY) I wish I could fall asleep and find everything that’s weighing on my mind has been taken care of once I open my eyes. Or maybe that can only happen after I blow out my birthday candles. Is that it?
It’s like a direct route for his tears to reach my eyes
Is “telempathy” a thing, or is it redundant since all empathy is telepathic? Anyway, I am now a weeping mess on behalf of a long-distance friend. Please send him comforting and revivifying thoughts.
Unnaturally up before the sun
I can’t sleep, so I’m using this dark hour to send unsolicited encouraging emails. Want one? Tell me your address and what’s on your mind.