Category Talking to Myself
Money and meaning and mooo.
Mooo? It makes sense later, i think.
When love on the brain brings thoughts, tears, and touchstone topics.
It's a day off and I'm letting my brain loose. So it decides to come back with feelings, memories, and questions I need to ask myself.
What really matters…
is what makes you/me happy, and the people we decide to care for.
Dear Savannah,
What do you do when you feel like you've gotten to know your daughter's soul, and you have words in your head to her? This, I guess.
To love, to land.
With bubbles, waves, a detour boat ride, and then finally coming to a shore.
i’m going to remember the sweet along with the bitter.
A comment from a friend on facebook: "Bittersweet Symphony...that's life."
I went past a road today
And I’m going to start looking for better.