Life Imitates Heart

I’ve always needed a quiet place of my own to imagine

On the first of September I moved out of my childhood home for what I'm hoping is the last time. There's been half starts, quick stops, and almosts, but I think this one is for good. As it should be. I'm ringing in year 25 on Friday and I just don't fit into that bedroom anymore.… Continue reading I’ve always needed a quiet place of my own to imagine