I missed posting to my blog last week. Nothing happened. No one emailed asking where I was. No deadlines were missed. The world continued spinning exactly as before. And yet I felt guilty. Not because I had promised anyone an article. If I’m honest I write here each week for me. But I spent the…
The quiet moments where I’m trying to find myself Do you do something for fun? I used to do a lot of things for fun. Womanhood, adulting, motherhood, and the pace of our current world has made that harder and harder. Not to mention the constant chatter about doing things to be “productive.” I have…
Maybe I’ll just sleep… I try not to talk. I take in the smell. I hear the rain sounds layered with instrumental music in the background. I feel the table creak as they move around me. I hear their breath and try not to feel weird about it. I drift in and out of sleep.…