Another Day in Paradise

And who knows how long this will last? Weeks? Months? I can't wrap my head around it.


This time last year I was pregnant.


Time isn't real, anyway.

A Comic Year

There was a period about three years ago where I cried pretty often. I wasn't sad. In fact, I was my most happy. It was almost daily over podcasts, good stories, a full moon; my heart was open. I felt it all. Then I fell in love with Sam and hardly ever cried.