My wall calendar is still on October. I haven’t changed it partly from sheer laziness, but also because I’m in denial. I don’t want it to be November. I don’t like fall. I don't love winter. And I certainly don’t like how fast time is flying by me.
I'm random. I'm emotional. I think too much and it gets me in trouble. All the same, I'm pretty cool. I have a one-track mind, and right now it's writing. I'm married to the best man ever, and I'm just trying to figure life out.