June 4, 2012

sometimes...

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Sometimes I long for winter because all I want to do is layer up with chunky scarves, boots, knee-high socks, and cardigans

Sometimes I write blog posts while I'm under the covers in bed (with the lights off) because that's when I write best.

Sometimes I wonder if I'll ever get married or if I'll be a cat dog lady instead.

Sometimes I snack more often than I should. Sometimes I feel guilty about it later.

Sometimes I wonder if I'm pursuing the right career (thank you auto-correct for thinking I meant caterer).

Sometimes I bake to distract these thoughts.


What do you do sometimes?

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