I'm wondering today, what's the point of living? I don't feel it today. Not the reading or the writing or the people. So it has to be the smallest things--eating sunflower seeds and drinking too much Dr. Pepper. Painting my nails with lavender glitter. Reading one poem aloud. Huddling under a heated blanket. Letting somebody read what I've written. Finding matching socks in the laundry basket. Drinking icy water from a pink bottle. Looking at a shelf full of books. Using a gel highlighter. Lighting a candle.
Inspiring lists, sparkling reads, and quirky musings from a writer~reader~wife~mama~advocate who wants to seek, create, and savor life's sweet bits.
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