there is a little cabin by the river. a sweet little thing. surrounded by trees. christoph told me that it was mine today. and yesterday too. what a gift. this morning, as a present to myself, i walked there along the river. nibbled on cedar. crushed wild peppermint in my palm and inhaled. i rested on the rocks and let the sun soak into my face. and the sound of the water rushing pulled at my rushed morning. pulled the grumpy children from under my skin. and reminded me that sometimes i like to be alone.
happy birthday to me!!!