history repeats itself
Put the blond streak back in my hair--ahhh, like slipping into my favorite black sweater.
The craft supplies are out of boxes and scattered around the floor. At least I'm making things again, at least I'm thinking, creating, if just a little. I even feel like I could start writing again. I abandoned paper journals, ideas, thoughts, sentences. The addition of reading on the bus in the morning has helped put a little imagination into my empty head.
The craft supplies are out of boxes and scattered around the floor. At least I'm making things again, at least I'm thinking, creating, if just a little. I even feel like I could start writing again. I abandoned paper journals, ideas, thoughts, sentences. The addition of reading on the bus in the morning has helped put a little imagination into my empty head.