Sometimes it is the plight of others that make us learn about ourselves.
It’s pretty embarrassing (even if only in your own mind) when the person you’ve been emailing (professionally) turns out to be a guy and not a gal.
A little magical thinking can do wonders.
Funny how when you get something you’ve been pining for you don’t really want it anymore. It’s also funny how much new lip balm makes me happy.
It’s good to feel and act like a kid every now and then.
Remember all of my to-cut-or-not-to-cut hair issues? I haven’t cut in almost a year. I probably shouldn’t admit that, but oh well.
There is no place like home.
I hate that my Yankee side thinks I need to justify the things I like. I enjoy having nice things. One day I’ll learn that there is nothing wrong with that.
Sometimes I don’t know what to believe anymore. Am I too trusting? Probably. And sometimes I’m just too tired to care.
I often forget how blessed I am.