Commit to beauty. Not glamour. Commit to affection. Not attention. Commit to craft. Not work. Commit to process. Not outcome. Commit to love. Not duty. Commit to do. Not try. …
Beannacht On the day when the weight deadens on your shoulders and you stumble, may the clay dance to balance you. And when your eyes freeze behind the grey window …
Expected: A standard, run-of-the-mill NYC garbage bin filled to the brim with, well, garbage, naturally… Unexpected: A standard, run-of-the-mill garbage bin in Italy filled right to the brim entirely with …
It was like any other conversation. Any other day. Drinks. Food. Friends. And then I said your name. I liked the way your name felt safe in my mouth. Shaping …