the mind of a poet, storyteller, the music she loves, tales she tells, the places she goes, sometimes more, often less.
Thursday, May 28, 2009
I'm so exhausted I feel like I am sleepwalking through my days. I am going to try to remedy my fog with a massage today or tomorrow. The holiday threw my week off and I have been confused about days. Being confused is actually quite nice Keeps me on my toes. Or it would if I wasn't yawning all of the time.
I am loving kale chips, homemade. I like using red kale and halve the salt.
I've had this song in my head since Saturday. You have never been in love until you've the stars reflect in the reservoirs. .