I am thoughtful, playful, kind, enthusiastic, creative, contemplative and contradictory. I enjoy walking in the woods, talking in coffee shops, making lists, writing poetry, writing short stories, reading, thinking about what I've read, making art and being silly. I like pretty things, but I'd much rather make them than buy them. I feel at home in food co-ops. I love farmer's markets...I'm am impatiently awaiting the return of local heirloom tomatoes.
I almost never want to go to bed. I just start wanting more coffee around midnight.
I am filthy, cute, and baby, I know it.
Extra full time: Homework helper and boo-boo kisser
That magical audible breath that you can every so often hear at the beginning of an amazing song and the slight squeak of fingers on fretboards.
Words that make your brain stop working entirely and then resurrect a totally different thing.
Life is just so terribly beautiful and yet, so beautifully terrible at the same time.
My son (he's also on the "can't live with" list sometimes)
Stuff to make
That's seven. Eight would be gentle rebellion, with a smile.
Absolution. Whether or not my mind works differently or if I just have no real frame of reference. Dancing. Nature. Being a good parent. Random stuff that floats in. Sex. Seriously, sex. Identity. Facets of a whole. Balance. Balance. Balance.