The air is perfectly still outside - not a single cloud moving, not a single leaf rustling. It seems that even the wind is taking a stopping to reflect Dolly’s passing. 😢
Well, we’re single again. New self-image in the making: solitary, confident, unbothered, untouchable. If I’m gonna be a bog witch, I’m gonna be a hot one. ✌️💚
I just thought of something: my deeply Christian youth was kinda like my Classical Period. And my following romantic awakening is like my Romantic Period, that means my 20th/21st Century Era is next.
So I’m about to get real folksy and then super hella weird but deep. 😂😂😂