my writing process + country dancing 🚜

practicing being seen and embracing imperfection (always)

Pre-prelude to today’s letter 🍳

i’ve been so shy to respond to each of you.
yet urgently holding you close in my heartspace, gentle and tender, like the way dogs carry eggs, apparently. i want to carry eggs to each of you.
god that’s horrible, Dionne...
what i mean is, i want to come and greet each of you who have been so kind with your words. generously egging (whyyyy the eggs, Dionne?!) me on, encouraging me to be, and i’m so grateful.
thank you. 💜