It’s Sunday morning and my thoughts are scattered; could it be from only one sweet glass of Riesling the night before?
Getting my f*cking style on today, while thinking about spending New Year’s in New York – not this year but maybe next?
My urge to go back to NYC has come so suddenly, it has left me in a winded daze. Looking at pictures from my trip two years ago and my heart yearns for Tarallucci E Vino…
Reworking my resume today and thinking about what my Uncle said last night, as well as the encouragements my cousins and aunts threw my way. Thank you <;3. Family is the most amazing thing in the universe, the greatest part of my quaint little life.
My neighbour’s tree is spewing all over my car – that’s Fall for you. I cannot believe Christmas is around the corner; it tastes like winter outside this morning. I’m writing my shopping list for the holiday season today, expect thoughtful (inexpensive or even homemade) gifts this year.
The house is quiet as I pick apart my brain, shift things around, and put some order to the chaos.
Sunday morning is the best time to let your scattered thoughts wander.