Waking drenched. No salty tears. Everything changed. That’s the imperfect haiku I wrote in an attempt to capture something that happened recently. The other night, I woke up around 2 AM because my sheet and comforter had gotten soaked. Although …
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I used to retire a lot of holy cows on this blog and have moved away from this for a while. I think it’s time to do some more of this because I recognized an interesting pattern this morning in …
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Last night, i watched Who Does She Think She Is?, a documentary about women artists who are also mothers and how they struggle to hold onto their art and continue to express it. It’s a fascinating documentary and very inspiring. …
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