Something I have struggled with my whole life. I don't believe in mine - I tell my brain to change the story, but I repeat my cycle of being less over and over.
I came across this beautiful essay this morning - it's written like a fairytale and it's a story many of us are living right now. It hit home - even someone with the talent to write this gorgeous piece doesn't feel her worth.
Fuck the bread; The bread is over
indoorcatsARTgroup. A place for friends to share what they are working on, thinking about, cooking, watching, reading during this time of separation. Indoor cats, at ease with solitude and being content to watch the world from a window, are the spirit animal of our group.
Rescue me
Facebook is full of people and organizations reaching out for support for many endeavors, animal rescue is one of these endeavors. Every pos...
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Yesterday was Simon’s first work from home day. As soon as he sat down to work a woodpecker started pecking the wall next to his head. So, ... -
I miss my friend. It is going on 5 months that we have been separated. I thought I was doing the best thing for her to send her South for th... -
One of the first things to bloom in my yard is this army of Veronicas. You can imagine my delight when I found out the name of these flowers...
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