seven billion flowers walking without roots

I'm starting to wonder if I won't embrace a lifestyle of singledom by design.

It’s official: i’m going to sandbag myself against the idea that i need to find someone in order to be happy. I can live without hand-holding, dinner in dim lighting and make-up sex. I’ve finally acknowledged the divide that encourages me to believe that being uncoupled somehow translates into my being incomplete.

I intend to use this space and freedom to maintain peace and abundance in my life.

moats and boats and..

Doggie. This immediately made me think of you, warm weather, and cali-land.

I'm certain it will make you as melty as it did I.

....one day i'll whistle?!?