hurry up and wait
I felt certain I’d have done anything to make time move faster.
There’s nothing I wouldn’t give to slow time down, now.
I felt certain I’d have done anything to make time move faster.
There’s nothing I wouldn’t give to slow time down, now.
Let me tell you a little something about ten pounds, random person who doesn’t know me but thinks I need to lose weight because I am a female on social media.
With our boots on and jackets zipped, I ran down the hall to pour coffee into my travel mug and that’s when I saw it: the empty Pepsi bottle sitting next to the sink.
Bag by bag, item by item, I took more than half of the toys in my son’s room into the hallway before loading them in my car and donating them to a local centre.
I can hardly believe it’s the last day of December; the last day of another year. This has been a year of enormous ups and downs, and while I’d be lying if I said I don’t hope 2016 gets hit in the ass by the door on its way out, I’d also be telling a… Continue reading farewell, 2016