Gray hair don’t care: One year later

The last time that artificial hair color (aside from some pink spray on stuff I used for an event) touched my hair was June of 2013. Sooo.... it's been a year!  I've been meaning to write a little something about it. To commemorate the anniversary seemed only right after spending so much of my writing… Continue reading Gray hair don’t care: One year later


Dreams of a familiar stranger

When I close my eyes to dream I don't recognize the woman I see. Her long hair flows softly with the breeze, as she stands barefoot on the beach. Not a bikini-clad, sun goddess but a free-spirited bohemian princess. Her crooked, gap-toothed smile lights up her face as she warmly greets passersby. Not with a… Continue reading Dreams of a familiar stranger