If I am to romanticize my life– days like today are the perfect days to do so. Nothing extraordinary happened. Nothing strikes a chord in my chest as I reflect. Not every day will, I guess. I know.
But I’m still wide-eyed wondering of the ever possible, ever impossible notion of what tomorrow will bring!
I’m grateful to be here, breathing. Capable. Learning how to feed myself the love that I need.
30-something Mississippi queer. Bleeding heart with a soft spot for honesty and oversharing. Conquering corporate America and my own insecurities– one day at a time.