There is this fallacy we have that people get better at life the older they get. When we are children we know a lie when we hear it. Then we get older. We’re constantly around liars. People that lie about what makes them happy. Lie about what they want. About how they feel. Who they ...
home sweet half lived-in
apparently planes are really good for self-reflection (probably because my life flashes before my eyes during each take-off and landing and most assuredly after each and every turbulence bump, so basically it's just one montage of memories of the last 27 years played to the tune of switchfoot's "this is your life" on every southwest jaunt ...
rules of a lady
a little friday truthspiration, compliments of etiquette for a lady blog.
