Today was epitome of the stereotypical Monday. This morning, I woke up and couldn’t show myself grace. The minute I heard my alarm go off, all I had going through my mind were thoughts of discontentment and indecisiveness and messiness. I put on at least 5 different outfits. I only drank half a cup of…
Month: September 2015
40 hours in Nashville & tonight on my dorm room floor.
This weekend was one for the books. Wow. This weekend was one of carefreeness and beauty and vulnerability in the strongest sense of the word. I think I poured my heart out all over Abby’s car within the 3 & a half hours there and the 3 & a half hours back. Walking around Franklin….
