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The last of the summer lavender at the farmer’s market.
Here I am, wide awake, 2:30 in the morning, dream still vivid but sleep a memory.
Where did the morning go?
There’s something very satisfying about crossing stuff off the to do list
There are some problems that feel like they can only be solved in a bath with bubbles.
I’m breathing a sigh of relief that 2010 is almost over.
I’m feeling disappointed that the technology that’s supposed to keep us connected more often works to tear us apart.
If I go early, I can have the park to myself. I can listen to my iPod and swing. Swings are good for thinking. And for not thinking. And for stopping myself from thinking.
The sniffles are a great excuse to drink tea and eat gingersnaps and stay in bed the whole day.