This is why I don’t blog from my phone. Autocorrect gave me everything but what I wanted (aspirin, spring, song) when it needed to write “spitting tacks.” Whatever. I don’t remember what set me off, but it has been a crappy night here. Where is this balance and peace I keep looking for? Damn.
Officially bitching because it is NOT raining. Again. Ahem. Anyway, here are my Unconscious Mutterings words for this week: Karma :: some people will get theirs Detail :: oriented Conversation :: private Optimistic :: pessimistic Social :: anxiety Approval :: rating Tab :: Cola PM :: private message Share :: too much (who, me?) Cheat […]
For some reason about five minutes ago I was just overwhelmed with a wall of emotion, like a wave crashing over a sandcastle and leaving almost nothing behind. Then, just like that wave, it was gone, leaving behind an overcast sky but no rain. The hell? I don’t pretend to understand how my soul works […]