Bare-legged weather is upon us...
Frustration heartache's what I got. I can't take a good photo lately... blog inspirations run the gamut from "Hmph" to "Seriously girl, no", mostly because I crave to craft a post around outward inspirations and not my inner turmoil. I try to keep that definitively OUT, for many reasons but not least of which and maybe misguidedly so, my blog address is listed on my resume.
For that reason, vagueness/tasteful restraint ensues here. I'm a voraciously career-minded person with a very singular goal that I'm not eager to give up because when I think about it, I envision myself at 37, wielding a rolling pin and spitting fire at a horde of brats and remembering only vaguely my love of writing about glittery nail polish.
Dusty sang it best...
Yours,
Elissa.
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