I've been absent lately, a direct result of the lack of inspiration in my life at the moment. I've been promoted at work and although I am grateful and excited with my new position the negative aspects are longer hours, more responsibility, and very little time to look at and think about happy beautiful things. Right now my life consists of work, food, and sleep. I keep telling myself it's going to pay off in the future but that doesn't stop me from wanting to crawl into bed and stay there for a week. I'm in need of a vacation. Alone. This is something I must plan.
Last week I did, however, find a lovely blue glass bottle at a flea market and it has made its home on my bookshelf.