My journal of big words and pretty pictures
“He’s got the heart of a lion.” “What the hell is that supposed to mean?” “You know, that he’s über brave.” “Sure he’d be brave it he was a lion. He could take your arm off with one bite. What does he have to be afraid of? He’s the friggin’ King of the Jungle.” “Okay, … Continue reading Heart of gold
My daughter and I have this annoying conversational quirk. We will ping from topic to seemingly unrelated topic. Yet to us there is a logical transition. To others it appears to be disjointed fragments. Add to this that we can pick up a conversation, after being apart, right where we left off. We call it … Continue reading Living in a fishbowl
Thin spiral notebook 