alone in my head. hmm.....make food for the week. make food for the day. stay alive. not think too much. comfortable in my skin. finally. now that it's a little bit wrinkly and soft. happy to redeem or reawaken the little girl who loves textiles wrapped around her to feel pretty. happily watering the weeds to just have them yanked out of their dirt so the tomatoes can be put in. the summer has come and the gears are still in high. just siting in the skin i'm in. noticing my place in the universe. my universe. i love it. my son is a star on my wrist. my jess will be there as a bird. hazel is the moon and leila a tiger....all things in the sky except the tiger. hmmm....aaauuuuuummmmmmmmm the moon is the universe and so is the star... they light the path of the tiger and the bird sits in the sky. amen to my scrambled mind. amen to my scrambled mind.