Ok, so what about me?
More to the point: What do you care to know about me that I care for you to know?
I’ve lived a lot of years (or so it seems to me), many of them, most of them, uncomfortably–that’s part of what, let’s go ahead and call it the core of what I’m trying to change. I don’t want to live the rest of my years–a whole lot more than I’ve lived already, I hope–without at least trying to change positions.
I love to talk about these things, because it’s usually when I’m hearing myself talk that I understand myself best.
I’m a thirty-something single female trying to make a living as a writer and trying to accept the things I cannot change and change the things I can.
I’m a rescue mom. To animals, not people.