Friday, January 10, 2014


Why don't I have any size 17 needles?  Two pair of size 50, but no 17s?

Who says cowboy boots can't be girly?

Why did I have to spend my whole therapy session yesterday reliving (and re-sobbing through) Christmas?

Why don't I know who I am anymore?

How do I start figuring that out?

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