Sunsets

There's nothing quite like a sunset to put you in your place after you've been freaking out a little too hard.



Is that beautiful or what?

Chilly and Grey

Outside it's what I consider cold (61F and windy), and I am cuddled in my armchair with the windows open to allow my apartment to air out and smell like something other than dinner.

I am wearing my comfy jeans and my comfy Donna Karen sweater, and my comfy slippers are hanging precariously off my toes; my pillows are behind me, my teddy bear next to me, and my laptop on my lap.

I'm eating carrots to stay under my calorie limit and Project Runway is on tv...yes, I do believe this is a wonderful night!

beautiful dreamer

The weather is chilly now; clouds scud across the sky as the wind rustles through the tree branches and the streetlights flicker in shades of bright-white and orange.

I hear the footsteps and the voices on the balcony and I yearn to go out there and scream at them to shut up so I don't have to deal with the loneliness and the frustration that I don't have anyone to talk to.

Time for bed.