Sitting passenger side as we drive up the coast.
This is what blissful feels like.
GPOY.
Happy New Year.
The hangover is almost over… but the year has just begun.
Gen brought me a mask to reduce facial swelling from this lupus flare. Being the greatest BFF she is, she took the opportunity to draw me a unibrow. Totally rockin it.
I miss…
when summer was real.
When we’d swim past the sunlight; when slush was a word we had lost the meaning for.
When we were sick but felt healthy; when we knew how to breathe without force.
When everything we felt was yet to be determined.
When waking up was a treat.
