brokenpurplecrayon

weight: 193.8 reflective supervision and a lovely email from a colleague afterwards, offering her expertise if i had any questions a happy singing voicemail from my sweetie remembering my dreams from last night – especially about a little boy named Doran … which is strange, because it is rare that there are names in my [...]

have you ever found, when you go to write something, that the opening part is right there, fresh and promising in your mind’s eye… but when you set it down in actual concrete, definitive words, that it evaporates? i could reach out and grasp it, yet when i try to encapsulate it into these paltry [...]

sometimes, you just have to dream .:{brokenpurplecrayon}:.