My flist. The writers and non-writers; those that know me in real life, the ones I've never met and don't know their real names. I love the glimpses into real lives that are so different and yet so similar to mine.
The internet. The fact that I can connect to people all over the world at all hours. It's how I've met so many fantastic people, including my fiance.
Lip balm. Waxy goodness.
Vanilla. the smell, the taste. Heaven.
Tea. See vanilla (true heaven is Caramel Vanilla tea).
Requiem, my iPod. I love my music. I love having my music to listen to while I work.
My black Alkaline Trio hoodie. Warm, comfy, and bought for me by my fiance and it's a great band.
My imagination/writing. As we've mutually agreed, being a writer is the best thing in the world.
Post-it notes. Small colorful sticky flags which brighten up my day.
Books. Everything from the feel, smell, the visual, the weight of them, the way they hold so many things between their pages, prop open doors, tell stories, provide a footrest... books are very useful things, not just for reading.
Pete, Fran, Shelli, my Mom, my sister, the kids. They love me and put up with my temper, my flights of fancy, my mercurial moods, my obsessiveness, and I love in turn their quirks, their patience, their smiles and laughter, their compassion, their insights, and the way they all "get it" in some vital way.
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My flist. The writers and non-writers; those that know me in real life, the ones I've never met and don't know their real names. I love the glimpses into real lives that are so different and yet so similar to mine.
The internet. The fact that I can connect to people all over the world at all hours. It's how I've met so many fantastic people, including my fiance.
Lip balm. Waxy goodness.
Vanilla. the smell, the taste. Heaven.
Tea. See vanilla (true heaven is Caramel Vanilla tea).
Requiem, my iPod. I love my music. I love having my music to listen to while I work.
My black Alkaline Trio hoodie. Warm, comfy, and bought for me by my fiance and it's a great band.
My imagination/writing. As we've mutually agreed, being a writer is the best thing in the world.
Post-it notes. Small colorful sticky flags which brighten up my day.
Books. Everything from the feel, smell, the visual, the weight of them, the way they hold so many things between their pages, prop open doors, tell stories, provide a footrest... books are very useful things, not just for reading.
Pete, Fran, Shelli, my Mom, my sister, the kids. They love me and put up with my temper, my flights of fancy, my mercurial moods, my obsessiveness, and I love in turn their quirks, their patience, their smiles and laughter, their compassion, their insights, and the way they all "get it" in some vital way.