“Every book is a quotation; and every house is a quotation out of all forests, and mines, and stone quarries; and every man is a quotation from all his ancestors.” Ralph Waldo Emerson

I am next to him in bed. He is reading his book. I am reading mine. His book looks boring. I decide this as I am peering over his shoulder instead of at the pages I wish he were reading with me. My book is better. I tell him that as I vie for his […]


It had been a year. It had been one year and one day since I met the guy I would take a chance on. It would be our first anniversary of many. “Our first date was exactly one year ago babe.” He pulled me to snuggle as we remembered. “Do you remember?” I started to […]


“Babe, have you seen my black hoodie?” he asked me as I stood in the kitchen looking at the disaster I make. I am sure that it is me making all the mess. It has to be me. “Yes, check the front closet.” I said it like it could be hanging there. I knew that […]