Friday, August 10, 2012


Sometimes I feel out of focus.
Sometimes I feel out of control.
Sometimes I feel out of options.
Some times I feel out of sync.
Today I feel out of milk.
There is nothing worse than being out of milk when all you want to make is instant flan.

Nothing except maybe your soul frend moving away to meet her destiny.
That can be pretty much a bummer.
It can also be such a great thing because you know she is going to bloom in the midst of this huge change.
Here is to change, ma frend.
May you find blessings in every encounter, in every corner, and in every rain drop.

my God, it is hot in here.

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