This is Indie. Or so we called her. We had her for only a week. I miss her, but it was admitted by both Joe and myself that she would be better off with a family who had a yard and a 12-year-old. She ruled, besides the “Eating of Joe’s Beard” instance. This morning, my half-awake brain thought she was crawling into bed with Joe and I. Pang of heartache? Yes, indeed.
About
My name is Laura. I am 25, a wife, musician, and vagabond. I am of the opinion that the paths we take are processes to becoming; what we become is the result of what we are living for. What we do is what we believe. I believe in Love, and I am learning how to do so.
Stuff I like
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woodennest:
This is probably a wildly unpopular opinion, but it’s always refreshing to me when I...
