R E A D I N G "The Paris Wife." I've been destroying some novels lately and the past two were really, really great. I'm not sure how I feel about this one yet, but any insight, fiction or not, into Hemingway is pretty fascinating to me.
W R I T I N G.. more like not writing enough. I haven't even come close to checking 'freelancing' off my list of resolutions. But let's be real, the majority of my resolutions have dissolved by now anyway.
L I S T E N I N G to a sexy version of "No Diggity" by Chet Faker and to Ziggy whining because she wants my food.
T H I N K I N G about love and relationships, what makes them work or not and wondering why they're so damn hard.
S M E L L I N G the breakfast I just devoured: a sausage omelette with lemon-drenched avocado and coffee.
W I S H I N G I had the funds to hop on a plane every weekend (and that Ziggy was small enough to do so with me). I'm craving adventure.
H O P I N G to get some clarity soon. My next move is very hazy and I'm ready to start forming a real plan, but it's overwhelming and easier to binge watch Parks & Rec instead.
W E A R I N G yoga pants covered in dog hair and a turkey trot t-shirt. I'm oozing sensuality right now. Try to contain yourself.
L O V I N G coffee. I always drink the most coffee on lazy Sunday mornings.
W A N T I N G a makeover for this blog. It's been way too long and I am in no place to figure out how to do it myself. Any volunteers?
N E E D I N G to do a long run. I know I'll feel so much better after I do and yet I still have no desire to put on my running gear.
F E E L I N G disappointed but hopeful, and grateful that I have this space to work such feelings out in.