Just a girl who walks dogs and hangs out in cemeteries. Stay feral, y'all.
There comes a point in every woman's life when she wakes up, looks at herself in the mirror, and thinks, "You know what? I've really got my shit together." I have not reached that point. In fact, I'm beginning to suspect that particular milestone has been cancelled due to lack of interest, insufficient funding, and... Continue Reading →
There are weeks when you wake up refreshed, organized and ready to embrace all the beautiful possibilities life has to offer. And then there are weeks when you sit in your car talking to your phone while several dogs breathe directly onto the back of your head and you realize this is apparently your life... Continue Reading →
There are people who wake up in the morning refreshed. They stretch. They drink water. They meditate. They journal about gratitude. They stand beside a sunny window holding a tasteful ceramic mug while quietly contemplating all the wonderful possibilities the new day may bring. I wake up and immediately wonder what fresh bullshit the universe... Continue Reading →
Well, we made it through another week. I don't know who authorized that, but apparently time continues to move forward regardless of whether we're emotionally prepared for it. So here we are: five days, a ridiculous amount of walking, several hats, some theoretical coffee, weather negotiations, dogs, and at least one story that apparently required... Continue Reading →
Some weeks are productive. Some weeks are relaxing. Some weeks are inspiring journeys of personal growth... And then there are weeks where you basically stumble from one day to the next, fueled by questionable amounts of sleep, conversations with dogs, and the stubborn belief that eventually Friday will arrive. Welcome to my week. It started... Continue Reading →
