Wednesday, January 13, 2010


wednesday, jan 13: rough day. where's the joy? reaching out to friends. snuggling in my pink fuzzy robe and curling up with the cats and ash while watching the fizzy bubbles rise to the surface and pop in my tonic water. it's the brief moments in time, a breath, and, to paraphrase a friend, they start to piling up on each other, creating more and more and more.

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