Sometimes, showing up is the best I can do. Even if it’s late.
I’m off to Santa Fe tomorrow, and when I get back, I’ll have stories to tell.
The weather is so beautiful–it makes me catch my breath.
I’ve been doing art therapy, big-time. ATCs. Collages. Some art journal pages. I’m feeling my way through something right now, and darned if I know what it is.
I’m sticking with the diet, only 5 to 10 pounds to go.
I can stand anything that long.