Open, a vain confession

Wound. Slit. Fresh. How my hearts beats in my chest. I plan on telling you how I feel. But first I need to catch my breath. Page. Turn. Cut. I recite what I’ll say, eyes shut. Will I make a fool of myself? Or stack these feelings on the shelf. You arrive, you’ve come, you…

The weather

It’s cold today here in Denver, Colorado. So cold that it’s angered my adorable husband lol. This has given me the opportunity to illustrate…as yet another one of my tools has been taken from me…My wireless keyboard for my kindle fire hd! Now I have to hunker down and purchase a decent laptop. On top…