Heater, Mother of Lance
Daily
“Rocking flannels all summer like Kurt Cobain”
I got rid of all the gauges and came home to the perfect celebration in the mail
A post about Paris unlike any I have ever written
Self-care after finding that lost dog scare
“Welcome to your life, there’s no turning back”
“I’m glad there is an internet job my mom is qualified for.”
A nightmare raving
Lots to talk about, huddle up, team!
Eat, sleep, read, and then take a detour through Ontario
And so the madness begins (did it ever have a specific beginning?)
