ON an apology owed & a weekend wonder

^^my team of expert healers/wisdom guides^^

oh the wonders of what a weekend can do for you.

if you all could have seen me friday afternoon, you'd have thought the world exploded on me. the phrase "a hot mess" comes to mind. but then, clarity, you gorgeous visitor. fresh air, and puppies, you lovely things, you. a picnic full of people i love, excellence of great proportions.

on friday, among many other disasters, i was very mean to my most favorite person in the whole world. the most mean of all means, taking things out on him, unfair, name calling. the worst of it. i don't know about you, but sometimes when everything is going (very) wrong all at once, i sometimes take it out on the people i love the most. this is backwards logic, because the truth is, i might as well be yelling at myself. i've been working on this for a long time now, and i always think i've got it beat, so it feels even worse the times i've slipped up. this severe disappointment in myself on top of the shame, guilt, and feeling awful. my heart has been sitting in his chest for so many years now, that hurting him feels like hurting me. whatever the case, it does not feel good.

my tongue is sharp. my temper is fiery. my passion is deep. these are dangerous things to have all together in one tiny girl. and worse yet, i know where to cut him. and cut, i did. i feel the pits. the worst. and while i have massive plans of how to make it up to him, in the meantime, i learn my lessons like a child sticking their hand on the stove, dealing with the burns afterward.

when my phone lit up later that night, him checking in on me, i nearly burst from intense joy. i don't understand how i am so lucky to have this person around me, but i think he is the greatest human there ever was, and i count him several times when i count my blessings. god broke the mold with him.

cross your fingers i'm brave enough to deliver the apology, and cross them twice that he forgives me.

how do you handle things when everything is going awry? how do you say you're sorry? do share. xo

On my writing space

Hello new writing space.

After a massive cleaning up/throwing out/organizing session,

I came to the shocking realization that I actually have a desk!

It had been buried under piles of papers for, well, over a year.. oops?

I did this mainly because I need clean spaces to think straight. Plus, I set up a new organizational system (read: manilla envelope and a ribbon board) for receipts, mail, and other important papers. As I had previously, ahem, misplaced several of them.

I'm always curious as to where writers write.

Even more, where people who work from home, work.

I tend to be most productive (answering emails, doing online tasks, etc) in a coffee shop but I am the most creative and write best from my apartment.. with LOTS of breaks outside for fresh air and new perspective. Also do my best work while traveling. Hotels just do it for me, man :)

Where do you work best from?

p.s. YES, those are my headshots. I promise you I really am an actor.

And those pieces of paper? Lyrics to some of the songs I've written.