Dreaming of Mom

So, I guess my heart tries to work it out in the night, when my willpower is not as strong.

Dream of the chocolate ankle boots

I had one of those dreams that’s entertaining AND I remembered it. The dream starred one of my friends, so I emailed the story to her. The text of my email follows: At first you told me about how, in a bored/creative mood one evening, you had created a pair of ankle boots out of […]

mmmm, January

I get so much joy out of planning and dreaming, that having bills doesn’t take away from that joy.