Citrus, sin, skin, and honey glaze. Dog ears, steam, and red tea stains. Furs, flowers, magic and long showers. I enjoy the sweet space where the domestic meets the fantastical—fancy words, spirited monologues—the catharsis that makes us all yearn to be more, the desire most of us deny for fear of judgement.
I draw, write, and geocache. I like funky music, playing with my barking son, and spend a lot of time thinking about how much I'd love to bake more but have too few to help me eat.