I am waiting 20 minutes in the soaking rain to be let in. The pain of being on time on a Monday morning.
One day I will dance with you on ice and it will not break.
I love my basil with lemonade.
There is a fine line between being ignorant and wanting to be nice.
It could be more…it could be less.
Sometimes sunlight fell, sometimes shadiness.
Life is running. Not sure if I am waiting at the right station.
I have been traveling to destinations not found on any map.
A 3-year-old told me today that I was not a small child, but a big one.