arterialtrees: louise bourgeois  I think the hardest part of loving a wild person, is that sometimes you don’t matter, and really, ultimately, they are living their life for themselves. Which I’m not saying is wrong… but it hurts as the one who really doesn’t want to be left behind. Boy-side and I had a brief […]

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Misty and Me. (book 2 working title. this picture isn’t a bit relevant to my post) This morning boy-side and I were chatting, as we often do post dropping off our peeps to their respective schools.  “Want to take a moment with me?” I ask, sipping my coffee. I’m in my work-from-home uniform of a KISS […]

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