The words of a sixth grader, oh and they still make me giggle. Me: Guess Who?! Student: Nicole? Me: WHAT?! How did you know it was me?! Student: Because I could smell you… Me: Ummmm?! *sniffs breath and armpits* Student: No! NO! NICOLE!!! I meant I could smell your purfume and it smells lovely… Me:...
Anyone who knows me knows that I wear my heart on my sleeve. I love to the core. I dance in the soul. I write through kindness, passion, and yes, even purpose scattered thoughts do serve a purpose–this I’ve learned. I’m an open book–read me and find: LOVE. Intentional or not, that’s really all it is....
Sometimes (i.e. this time) I sit in front of Mac and I stare. I have a “few” things going through my head that I should need to do but instead I sit. And I stare. Because I’m bored and would really rather like to enjoy it, the boredom. I’m bored. No really, so bored. Like,...
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