I can be twenty seven, moving and growing and loving, but it only takes a second to knock the wind out of me. Eight years. Eight whole years, filled with a weird balance of love and loss, growth and re-growth. It can be eight whole years later, and I can still feel a little sting, […]
This still applies: January 24th, 2011 “I like living. I have sometimes been wildly, despairingly, acutely miserable, racked with sorrow; but through it all I still know quite certainly that just to be alive is a grand thing.” I had an interesting weekend. One that I could feel to the tips of my fingers and […]
Unexpected Liberation 