The Wonder from My Ever-Wandering Mind
I often sit and wonder, wonder about anything that pops into my ever-wandering mind.
Winter here is very fickle. One day it’s sunny and I wish with every ounce in me that I could wear shorts. Then one day it’ll be gray, cloudy, with a few sprinkles of rain and I dream of curling up with some hot chocolate. I find that these gray days are the best to reflect upon those contradicting hot ones.
I left behind my queen-sized mattress, my never-ending food options, having people be able to communicate with me whenever and the freedom to do whatever I wanted to do for a day. Now I...