Finally! Poems about cats on Caturday!
The players have changed, but the show is still the same.
A sampling of random thoughts on a Saturday morning.
Everything is now, both the trauma and the healing.
When all they have for you is crumbs, it’s probably because they’ve already given the best away.
The holidays are a wonderful time to feel morally superior to those less fortunate.
The problem with growth is it can be painful af.
Today is a day many of us count our blessings, and I for one have many.
Dating is hard. Lying is easy.