My friends and I gathered in my dining room tonight and read out loud @taylorswift’s diary pages and listened to Lover. Very secrets of the traveling pants, girl power hour, kumbaya stuff...
As I reflect back on all the albums that came before with these diary pages. I couldn’t help thinking about where I was when those songs came out and how connected I felt to them. This last year was one of the hardest years of my life but dancing and singing to Lover this morning was one of the first times I felt like my old self again. I felt like I was going to be ok because Taylor is ok. There is always time, healing and perspective. And choosing to embrace love. This album is a masterpiece.












