Category Being Twenty Six.
letter to my past self.
I am not quite sure what I expected to write this morning, but it certainly wasn’t a letter to my past self. Inspired by this entry from Three Cats on a Sofa, I felt that I needed to. In her own words, the author asks, “if you were to write a letter to your past […]
So much laughter.
I’m not having a bad day, but if I was, I would watch this twenty times. It never fails to make me laugh, because no matter what has got me so irritated/stressed, this baby is just too adorable. I have seen this too many times to count, and it never gets old. Laughter makes it […]
Unexpected Liberation 