Perpetual State of Flux |
After nearly 35 years into this life, I'm determined to change my point of view. Of course, this might be the direct result of these pregnancy hormones. These are the stories and observations of a recovering cynic. Just remember, I never said I was cured. |
I have about two dozen posts I’ve been meaning to write and I thank you all for not removing me from your followers in my absence. I am definitely going to get on the ball here in the next couple of the days. In the meantime, I heard this song on Music Choice today. I had completely forgotten about this one and figured it was time to bring it back to the collective consciousness!
(Had to google the lyrics when I thought they were talking about a “big fatty”. Nope, big fanny but not like Annie…)
Dear 14 year old me,
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