(a tiny story about life with to go bags)
This line: "the branches began to sink lower with the sunset as if they were drooping in solidarity with my spirit…beautifully weathered and weary."
I love.
thank you naomi…when you know…❤️
My brain read one of your sentences backwards: "here's to the moments of defining our resolve." You define yours beautiful, and it helps me define mine, too. Thank you, friend.
ohhh…but i love that as well…defining our resolve. thank YOU friend. so good to have your thoughts here.
This line: "the branches began to sink lower with the sunset as if they were drooping in solidarity with my spirit…beautifully weathered and weary."
I love.
thank you naomi…when you know…❤️
My brain read one of your sentences backwards: "here's to the moments of defining our resolve." You define yours beautiful, and it helps me define mine, too. Thank you, friend.
ohhh…but i love that as well…defining our resolve. thank YOU friend. so good to have your thoughts here.