lost in the crafting of sentences
My voice was lost for so long, but now I’m remembering how much I love to write. I’m enjoying getting lost in crafting sentences - I don’t even care that
chandra nicole.
Thinking and writing, writing and thinking. Sometimes remembering I have a body.
mainlining sugar
I’ve been mainlining sugar lately.
A scoop and a half of palm sugar in each of my three cups of French press every morning, two cups of deeply honey’d chai tea
snipping the tips off my social media binkies
When M was a toddler, I weaned her from the binky by cutting the tips off each one. She was free to use them, but lost interest that very same day. Apparently, I
becoming honest & unafraid of my thoughts
Currently in a reading-everything-David-Sedaris-has-ever-written phase. Midway through a book of diary entries from his 20s. Why are the mundane events of someone else’s life so interesting? My eyes are opening to the
walls of conclusion
I do my best to cozy down into a ‘normal’ life situation...
Ya know, with love and cookies, and consistent bedtimes.
Date nights and planning.
Steady jobs with paychecks and insurance and stuff.