twelve stories up

me and my laptop and some precious creative time

Ask me anything

Friday night, home alone…

Practicing coldplays “every teardrop is a water fall” to sing at practice on Sunday….my god that song is a lungful….lucky I have yoga lungs…..

Time for a solitary IPA to mark my Friday night pathos….its the worst night to be without a partner….I must be in the final stages of mourning my marriage…..keep crying on Fridays….I need an exorcism.

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