You know the cover.
The cover we put around us to hide who we are from the other humans.
I have a cover. So do you. So does everybody.
You know the cover.
The cover we put around us to hide who we are from the other humans.
I have a cover. So do you. So does everybody.
I’m trying to find the right combination of words to describe my weekend workshop and am coming up short
I spent quality time with some amazing writers. I spent quality time with my friends. With my tribe.
I remember how excited I was to start the second grade and not have to use baby crayons anymore. I couldn’t wait to get my hands on those sleek, slender crayons the big kids used. I so fucking badly wanted the 64 box with the built-in-sharpener. Oh my god, I wanted that so bad.