Removing her hand from his face, she looked at him and said, “You’re supposed to kiss me at midnight.”
And he did.
reader, writer, lover.
Removing her hand from his face, she looked at him and said, “You’re supposed to kiss me at midnight.”
And he did.
January is finally over, after about 5,623 days. Why did it feel so long?
2016 was a very eventful year, for me, for the people around me and for the world in general. The whole world needs to exhale one collective sigh of relief now that it is coming to an end.
Gratitude. That’s the word on my mind all day. I am deeply grateful. I spend most of my morning alone in my room, some much needed alone time, writing, having breakfast and listening to Jon Bellion.
My fear of heights and my fear of clustered places combined, this is me conquering a few fears, like the badass I am. It’s an almost 30-minute climb to the top, sometimes we use stairs, and other times, we climb the rocks.