That’s what T. told me after I dug into a burning pile of branches to rescue a kitten yesterday. The two week old kitten lost his whiskers, and I have a little burn on my hand, but we’re fine. E. and I were frantically pulling out branches from the lit
I feel like the lake is actively welcoming me back. I walked halfway around it this evening, making some zen moments videos like this one. I kept finding wishing stones. One after another, after another. I ended up with six. Normal is finding one per walk around the whole lake.
“In the Heights” has been a glorious thing to see, but also a little painful. The ex and I had been looking forward to it for so long, and he’s just about the only person I know that was into it like I was. We actually talked about it on