this week. you've been a doozy, like for real. i don't even know where to begin... all i can say is good riddance. So today, today i stole away from everything and took a drive. alone. i found the blossoms in Mt. Tabor and walked in the rain. and my bangs curled, like they do, and my hair frizzled out, like the raining mist in Portland always always inflicts. and i let myself be. it was my Sunday treat to myself.
... and then i meandered back on home. and held my babies tight, all 3 of 'em.