(08) August

August is done and dusted. All buttoned up. End of the line. But there are no loose ends when it comes to words.

Sometimes my brain stops working.

Some of my most favorite things are the most tiny ones.

In which I bore myself.

Today was my first attempt at making a Ramos Gin Fizz. It was quite the workout.

Did a little dream-housing today.

Take a journey with me through an art gallery that spans everything from museums to bars.

The Factory is being remodeled and I have opinions.

Having a birthday made me think of making wishes. And thinking of wishes made me wonder what I'd wish for.

Today is my birthday, so I ate cake. Duh.