…do I have to tell the story of a thousand rainy days since we first met? I have a big enough umbrella but its always me that ends up getting wet…
I haven’t blogged in a long time. Mostly because I don’t know what to say about my life. Its one of those times when words just aren’t what matters. More like life is just happening. And no matter what I say about it, it will keep happening. I’d love to be more eloquent about this. But its not going to happen.
I don’t want to have it all together.
On the other hand, I now share my apartment with not just Candace, but also Dinah and Jezebel. They are baby rats. And they are very fearful.
I did laundry today and I have the bruises to prove it.