Sleepy in the middle of the night when a thought occurs that must be written but playtime with the phone is going overlong...
When the sun comes through the window and the clouds then make it dim ~ and the brightness thus wreaks havoc to my eyes with blurred vision... repeat discomfort brings a panic as the sinus starts to run ~ and I try to beat a ticking clock, this dead zone kills my fun as mistakes get made, a tissue is sought, batteries need charging so I must plug it in...
[I must remember to audio record when there's no time to handwrite spur of the moment notions.]
Another monarch butterfly
Heard some important information on Twitter today, and thought I’d post it here for anyone who may not have heard it. This is actually a thing, devised by human rights organisation called Karma Nirvana.
Reblog to save a life?
Playing the piano in solitude with fruit punch in a glass and garlic crunchies in my modern day freezer. Yeah, dreamy. 💚
Forever wishing I was an 18th century vampire drinking blood out of a wine glass and gracefully playing the piano in my New Orleans town house while my daughter screams and my husband bitches about the importance of human life in the love seat across from me.
These stories are deeply depressing.
Levitating dog. 💚