Darling, every now and then, you are allowed to tuck.
There are clouds and there are gloomy days. There are nights and there are night-crawlers. There are song birds and there are morning glows. Feet that shuffle and feet that slap heavily against hot pavement. Lives to be lived, lives to mourn, lives to adorn, and lives to forget. Yet, here I sit. I haveContinue reading “Baby Plant”
So, I googled the word “patience” today. It is a word that I enjoy tucking under the covers of my bed before sweetly cooing it dead-asleep. It is a word that I kindly refuse to accept second helpings of when an employer squashes my demands for more. It is a word that I conveniently disposeContinue reading “Just You Wait.”