Month: August 2018
Patterns
“For now, a relatively benign form of coping with anxiety and stress.”
Ripit, ripit, ribbit, ribbit
Cresting the Gusset, or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Process
Good looks are sometimes deceiving
When life gives you insomnia . . .
Going forth, inadvisedly
Improvising with what you have
Anxious Hands 