The One With The Scribbles On My Bathroom Mirror.

Dear Lover,

Today.

I am trying to be more patient.

Trying to look people in the eyes.

Trying to listen more.  

And gossip less.

I mean, really, really listen.

I'm trying to remind myself to love.

To attempt something outside of my comfort zone at least once.

Want to talk less about money.

And notice more of the hidden things.

Like the shadows of trees in rain puddles.

And the arch yellow flowers follow while staring at the sun.

Love,

Me.