Living Love Letter, 16
I feel like we hit warp speed, somehow. Not "somehow," like it's shocking that it's happening. Just "somehow" in that I'm not totally sure what the trigger has been. WIBO. Cooking. Peppering. The next special. Business plans. Bookshelves and Jumanji living rooms. And I had a goal of calling Curtis this week. I no longer need to; He just called. He entered a tournament on September 15. And he signed me up. Time to get in the weight room. And time to cut down on the sugar. __________ Want to come watch?







