I wonder sometimes what I’m accomplishing with all the running around. I think a lot about the pace we’ve created and wonder if maybe it’s spinning me so fast so that I don’t have time to sit with myself. On studio Mondays my phone rings; my email fills. When my sweetheart comes home I’m not ready to return from my private world. Some days nothing gets done and some days it all does. Monday nights however, I dream dreams of everything and everyone I need to get back to. I wake up tired. What I can say I supposes is this: When I’m with you – I’m truly present. Forgive me the days I disappear.
Old loom shuttle and very fancy spoons – both Stylist Hallie loans.