I visited a friend recently and opened his cabinet looking for a glass. Everything came falling out – mismatched boxes, random jars, nothing with a real home. It was harmless,
My kitchen had been on my mind for weeks. That sticky spot near the stove, I kept wiping around. The drawer was basically a graveyard for expired coupons and random
I still remember the first time I caught a fish. I was so excited until I had to gut it. My hands froze. I had no idea where to start.
