“When it seems the magic slipped away, we find it all again on Christmas Day.”
Naughty kitten one two three, staring at the Christmas tree? Or the cupcakes, or the shinies, is your curiosity a climbing?
A sweet silver carol for the season born..whispers to the sleeping world below..
We’re flirtin’ with disaster, ya’ll know what I mean.. When we gamble with our time, we choose our destiny.
“I have no more to give, but that of the breath of life, for which I return to you, my creator, my first love.”
“You are my hiding place, you will protect me from trouble and surround me with songs of deliverance.”
“Visions are worth fighting for, why spend your life making someone else’s dream?”
Life is immensely, most assuredly, 1000% times better with a puppy to cuddle, kitten canoodles and shade-free friendzones.
Emptying my troubled heart, my secret hopes and fears. You speak to me in whispered words that the heart alone can hear.
And love what you do! The universe will thank you for it.