When I was young, it was easy for me to love. I handed out my heart like there was an infinite supply, like it was a thing that couldn't be dented, or bruised, or tossed aside. There was no math in my affection or comprehension of the harm others could do. At that age, love… Continue reading Here Anyway
Let's live. So often we become robotic clock punchers. Living our lives by routines and obligations. All the things on our to-do lists become quiet bossy dictators of our time, and take over our minds with frantic worrying. Let's decide what we think. Push the worries aside... the pile of laundry or dishes that await,… Continue reading To Live
