New Year, New Beginnings

“Don’t rush into love, because even in fairytales, the happy ending takes place on the last page.”

the holidays are coming

I need to wait at least 10 more days before immersing myself in all things red and green and snowflakes and reindeer, and pine scented

the noble fir

I’ve also come to the conclusion that this town is smaller than I imagined.

the storm that wasn’t

what better way to spend our botched weekend, than at our small town beer festival down the street?? Perfect.

Brunch and Same Siders

I get the good morning beautifuls and I’ve even become the couple who we bitter singles like to call, the same siders. Ya know, the couples who sit on the same side of the table at restaurants and are all kissy and cute in public. That’s what I’ve turned into.

The Feels

“why the fuck are we doing the opposite of the thing, that we should do, to get the thing that we want?”