Every day is a blank slate. Not just Jan. 1. Not the first day of every month. Not your first day at a new job or in a new relationship. Every. Single. Day. And every hour, and minute, and second. We rely on tangible dates to kick-start the goals we fear we’ll never reach. We … Continue reading after all my plans melt into the sand
As soon as I hit publish on this post, I'm heading to the airport. My trip is not quite over, but the Hong Kong portion is. And yes, I've cried about it. If you know much about me, you know I cry a lot. At the drop of a hat. When someone spills milk. Hell, … Continue reading when can i see you again?