i decided tonight as i washed the summer from my feet before bed that it was going to be more words from me for a while. just more writing. more pouring. more honesty. and as the clear water pooling under my feet turned black i realized that i’ve got to stop trying to fix people. ‘fix yourself first.. the water’s still a little murky’. so i went to bed with clean feet and a heart ready to wake up and live another day. really, truly live.

well, it may be friday, but this is how i felt this morning.  tomorrow, i am sleeping forever.