Sunday, December 22








Is it just me or does life seem to come in fits and starts? Everything crashes and I can barely keep up and then, suddenly, all is well and there is all the breathing space in the world.

I wish we got to do this over, but we don't. And I would probably do things the same anyways.

I wish I could have one life to live it and then another life so I could watch me live it. Because I feel like I miss so much trying to do both.