Confession

I have a new years resolution: To drink deeply of this life I’ve been given. And then I’ll share it, peace by peace. 

On this particular day, I met friends at the very coffee shop we were at the night before. We listened as a weirdo with a beardo played us songs with an electric guitar. Soon following, words were written on broken coffee stirrers for a fun game with words. My cheeks grew rosy and photos were taken upside down.