I used to hate texting.
Like, bolded, underlined, all caps HATE. Continue reading “What Made Me Stop Hating Texting”
I used to hate texting.
Like, bolded, underlined, all caps HATE. Continue reading “What Made Me Stop Hating Texting”
When I was a kid, sticking dots on a map to show where my people were was a simple task. Sure, there were the family members that lived a little further away from me than preferable, but most of my loved ones were clustered in the geographic circle I called home. Continue reading “what to do with a heart made of map dots”