updating from my phone is lame. my playlist today is ally mcbeal soundtrack heavy (with toni braxton’s breathe again to start it off — remember that gem?)
my body is sore and I can feel the elves journeying back to my uterus (they’re preparing to dig with their dull tools).
sometimes my heart is tickled by posts of cute, young lesbian couples doing adorable activities and I’m torn between wanting that and wanting a very serious adult relationship that involves prepping for a baby. okay, I want a baby and I want cute — can’t I just have it all? working to manifest, maintain and sustain it all.
this day has been dreary and I have my final bridesmaid dress fitting tonight — the wedding is saturday!
soon, work conference in new york for five days — back to homebase for a night before I’m off to mexico for a week! IT’S GETTING BUSY. being an adult is getting exhausting.
this last year in my twenties has been the best yet — it’s been transformative and incredible. I am so fortunate to be surrounded by so many amazing people and have been given great opportunities. for the first time since I was a kid, I genuinely feel on track and headed in the direction I want to be going.
I am happy. I hope you are too. this concludes my lengthy text post xo
serena texted this to me and my automatic response was to share it with you, tumblr friends
philosoraptor came by my desk, we had a talk #truth (at clearpier)
making music mon
day with a friendly fraggle
sweatpants and strumming
haiku | serene strings (at nappy dugout)