Sunday, October 4, 2015

And Then, Kid Rock

October 4. 2015

I found writing on the back of a library receipt, tucked inside a favorite book. Sometimes these random scribblings hold tiny messages that feel worthy of sharing. So here goes: 

Reading about meditation my mind wanders to Hollywood
Pamela Andersen and her giant fake boobs and then, Kid Rock,
and then me going to India, a red dot in the middle of my forehead.
I hear Michael getting ice in the kitchen, the jingle of Chewy's collar as he settles into sleep and I am reading this line - 

Might this actually be the best season, the best moment of your life? 

If that was so what might that mean for you?

xo b

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