It will all fall into place. Hire me to write pretty or useful things for you. This one time while I was in Boston I used to eat at this hipster cafe called Flour a lot. I tell him it was artisan bread with cloumage, aragula and pink peppercorn jam. And he replies, So you ate toast . This one conversation sums up our entire relationship I think.

Finally, just before boarding a flight back to the City after a weekend with my boyfriend in Phoenix, the clarity I was craving came to me. For now, these are question enough.

The musings of a mind at rest. God is so good! New England Camp Cedarbrook.

Every time it rains she just feels a lot better. Tuesday, June 1, 2010. Every time it rains she just feels a lot better. Sunday, May 30, 2010. Every time it rains she just feels a lot better. It presses harsh hope against time. Who only want to rob you blind. They steal away any sense of peace.