as of late

 eating cheerios and laughing because i have a blog named cheery-o.

pressing my nose against the paper i write on to smell the ink because its such a beautiful smell.

wishing there was a perfume i could wear that smelled of pen ink.

being in a soft place where the smallest thing can prompt tears.

reaching.

worrying.

hoarding my last pieces or caramel chocolate.

buying star trek pez candies and refusing to share, even though i really don't like pez candy.

 planning maternity a photo shoot.

talking on the phone with the world's best person.

making, and laughing, over my own typos. 

getting new novel ideas that take my heart like a wildfire. 

planning deaths of fictional people whom i love.

painting my fingernails with sparkles.

being sick, and getting better. 

reading the help, and both laughing and crying at times. 

wishing i knew the help's main ladies in real life. 

except hilly. 

just wishing for things out of reach.

like a plane ticket to the world. 

baking a cake twice because i ruined it the first time. 

missing people i've never met. 

beach going. 

fall yearning. 

realizing i'm growing up, and feeling the emotions rise in my throat because that is frightening.

waiting for peter pan yet. 

i'll never stop waiting on him. 

debating on cutting my hair, or growing it out longer.

realizing that once i get my driver's license, i can go to the library whenever i want. 

craving chocolate ice cream.

kitten cuddling.

sitting under the stars and talking to the greatest being in the universe

and realizing how beautiful he is. 

and crying.

and as of late, that is my life.