When Your Dream Feels Broken

When Your Dream Feels Broken

It was one of those slow-motion moments. I hurried through the kitchen, setting my empty mug on the counter as I walked. My fingers didn’t let go quite fast enough, and I felt the mug slide toward the edge. “Nooooooo!” (Insert mental image of crazed woman moving in...
Good Dog

Good Dog

It’s where bloggers write for 5 minutes . . . no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking (or at least not a lot). Click on the button above to read more thoughts on fill. When dog walking is therapy.  And our pace is set by things to smell.The perpetual...

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