I loathe early mornings, cold cars, dirt sticking to my feet as I walk through my kitchen, ferry lines, expectations, my daughters 5th grade math homework, my toddler’s new passion for peeing everywhere, and last but not least, my undying desire for perfectionism.
I long for more freedom, enthusiasm, knowledge, control, stumptown coffee, dusty bookstores, extra dark chocolate, sexy women with Mohawks, giant dogs, quiet corners, healthy competition with adrenaline seeking companions, clean surfaces, and happiness.