Stiff drink recipes from some of New York’s best bars and restaurants.
We soooo looked forward to a “normal” Christmas after last year’s COVID-ravaged holiday. But here we are, back in the grind of it.
i once read,
a poem that grew to be my favorite:
‘it’s not the ship but our own selves that we miss’
and that explained my heartbreak perfectly.
starving for something unavailable,
something i couldn’t find in myself,
so my voyage carries on,
caught between the devil and the deep blue sea,
as with the rest of life.
Come Read Cindy’s Thanks – and Find Out her New Plans
Growth, Gratitude and Appreciation
A need for quiet
Sometimes we need to hit pause
Rather than repeat
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