Some days are quiet, and I’m grateful for those. Sometimes it is necessary to make that leap of faith…the big jump into the abyss. I’m grateful for my spiritual guides. And, I’m grateful fried chicken is everywhere.
Dear Gratitude Journal :

By: Plume de Poison
Some days are quiet, and I’m grateful for those. Sometimes it is necessary to make that leap of faith…the big jump into the abyss. I’m grateful for my spiritual guides. And, I’m grateful fried chicken is everywhere.