The life of a not so desperate housewife. How did I get here? February 7, 2014. Lambs from the farm down the road. 8220;She had forgotten that summer would come again, that the green would spread over the frozen fields, that the earth would be turned up to the sun and the seed sown, and that the meadows would renew themselves.

Teatime Films and Other Such Fictions. And So, We Ran. I remember a thousand tiny moonlit footsteps made the dark night so much smaller. It kept me going, one foot in front of the other, when day after day sneaking out was what we had.

Monday, January 12, 2015. You know, when we moved to Williamsburg, the big thing we thought of was being closer to work. My hour long drive disappeared, the hubbs still drives a half hour. Monday, August 11, 2014.

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