Letting Life Lead
Every morning for a month the rat-a-tat jazzy beat of the resident woodpecker thrumming my house rips me from dreams. I bolt a feline stairway to heaven to the side of the house. Empty feathers and a fat cat trouble me not.
"Our subject isn't cool, but [s]he fakes it anyway."- The Offspring
Musings through the journey of writing my first novel
It is what it is and it too shall pass.
Unfolding From the Fog (or What I Think About When I Walk My Dog)
When life hands you lemons, go find some gin and tonic.
"Smile with your teeth." -my Mother
Don't die before your death
Ein Tagebuch unserer Alltagsküche-Leicht nachkochbar
Failures in Adulting