I have been a little remiss in showing up for life lately. I am not sure what happened.
I have examined my belly with the windchimes in the trees, scented candles aflame, oming and examining my bellybutton. Maybe I don’t really understand what I am supposed to be looking for. Do other people’s belly buttons do something special? Mine just lies there.
I have to confess I might have caused the whole funk. I have been using shower gel outside the shower. I ran out of soap. That probably means I could die … or that I am … Read more →