SORRY- Wedding planning for my cousins wedding+ a new job has left me completely INSANE and unable to BLOGG it up. However Things with my book are fantabulous.
That cold hard shell surrounding my heart.... it kind breaks into a million pieces when I connect with music, when I read a good book, when I get butterflies, when I sit in front of the heater when I'm cold, when I watch people fall in love. When my cousin is so happy she cant stand it, when my mom laughs so hard she cant breath, When I'm writing my book and I make a huge breakthrough.
Why do those walls always have to go back up??? Why did they ever go up in the 1st place??