January has always seemed particularly grey. But this time, in spite of the looming presidency, the bitter cold, the fire alarm that keeps going off-- I keep finding the sunshine.
You were a good idea.
Dear Sushi Guy,
I like your hat (but you look better in it than I do).
You're wonderfully magic from the window but even more fun in Prospect Park with cider and your very own unicorn.
Dear Tiny Children,
When you play "Come Together" and the bass is bigger than your body, I think I know what I want to be when I grow up!
Dear Barack Obama,
Thank you for your service--for your kindness, for your honesty, for your heart. I will miss you indefinitely.
You locked yourself. How could you? I thought we knew each other better than that.
Dear Baby Goats,
I am grateful for you.
Dear Words With Friends,
Gimme that triple word score!
Dear Lunar New Year,
My mama's a rooster. It's gonna be a good year (can't wait to celebrate you)!
Dear Banana Bread,
You are delicious and I am too gluttonous for you.
Dear Moving Parts,
Please keep going.
Stop. Collaborate and listen.
Please come faster.
Proud to be your Lava Girl.
This is Me:
My name's Melissa. I'm the girl with her hands in her journal. Married to my best friend and planning a lifetime of adventure!