Today is raining, hard. Rainy days remind me of being stranded, of warm coffee or hot chocolate, pajamas, a sweet smell, cold floor, warm comforter, cozy bed and lazy days. Hello, stranger. Wherever you are, I imagine we would spend a lot of rainy/lazy days together. We would sit on the couch and have a nice conversation with the TV noise as a background. Or we could turn it to mute and watch our shadows do magic on the wall from the flicker of TV light. Or we could cook pancakes and hot Milo, I’ll have my hair up and … Continue reading We could all use a hand to hold.