Monthly Archives: August 2011

The day I felt rough, demanded upon, tired, hazy and blurry. The end of the week and I found myself a tea-break alone and some time to settle, something switched. Some juicing some semi-supine, some staying up late clearing up … Continue reading →

needing rest or zest or something. Couldn’t shake myself outta the haze. Couldn’t do anything but sit still, numb until the tears came to clear me up.