I love finishing a book. That means I can guiltlessly start another one.

I’ve had some really weird dreams/nightmares lately. The kind that leave an impression on you for a few days until you can sort out reality. I can only vaguely remember them, but I remember enough to know that I didn’t like them.

Hopefully in the next week or so I will know what the summer holds for me. I may be staying in this fun little town, but we’ll see.

Nashville here I come (in 4 days)!

I’m realizing that I like to hide. I keep things tucked safely inside. It’s not intentional, but I guess it’s comfortable.