Guys! There are exactly 28 days left until the end of the term. Twenty-eight. Also, this is my LAST TERM of grad school. Coincidentally, in the same month I graduate - I turn 32 AND it marks 2 years since the end of my nearly decade long marriage. WHEW. To say I'm ready for a… Continue reading recovering perfectionist.
words have been stirring in my soul, blurring lines of ink on a page that are hard to make out as they stay jumbled in my head. they burn with passion and intensity demanding to be set free. write them no, no, no... before i can write them i must first create the perfect space… Continue reading words.