It's been one of those weeks where I've just found myself going full speed, pummeling forward, having head-on collisions with anyone that tries to cut me off.
It took the rains of Saturday to slow me down, and the surprise arrival of that man (First & Former Love) to bring me to a halt.

What's the point of being vague on a blog? Eh, I don't know. But somethings I gotta keep for myself. I try to tell the stories but they don't wanna come out (or maybe they don't wanna come here).

So, I'll leave with this one word exercise:

Yourself: reluctant
Your partner: undecided
Your hair: unbending
Your mother: compassionate
Your father: spirited
Your favorite item: pretty
Your dream last night: telling
Your favorite drink: fizzy
Your dream home: open
The room you are in: appreciated
Your fear: insignificance
Where you want to be in 10 years?: parenting
Who you hung out with last night: myself
What you're not: powerless
Your best friend: several
One of your wish list items: ring
Your gender: creating
The last thing you did: chewed
What you are wearing: comfortable
Your favorite weather: balmy
Your favorite book?: Liliane
Last thing you ate?: nutritious
Your life: healthy
Your mood: pacified
The last person you talked to on the phone: busy
Who are you thinking about right now?: sleep