For how much exploring I’ve done in California, so little of it has been south of Monterey. I’ve visited some
It’s a Sunday Sunday. Meaning: I left the house only once, which was to go to Target for toilet bowl
It’s 5:18am but I get up anyway because it’s easier to start my day tired than it is to toss
I love mornings because they feel like a clean slate. I don’t know if that’s always a helpful thought to
I wake every morning before 6am, not to the sound of an alarm, but to racing thoughts in my head.