The loves of a lost, 25 year old, secret artist

[DownInKokomo]

I love really getting into a drawing/painting and momentarily feeling like I'm not a worthless piece of shit

I love being the only one in the house that is awake

I love the fact that even though neither my husband or I want children of our own, we took in my cousin and are able to create a loving, safe home in which he can finally relax and just be a kid

I love cooking things on the fly and making up ridiculous names for them

I love riding my bike in the spring time

I love when my dog is being way too sweet and very gently rubs her face on my hand for attention

I also love when my dog runs around the house in circles like a little hurricane for no apparent reason

I love my therapists waiting room and catching up on whatever I'm reading before She calls me in

I love an unexpected glass of ice water

I love that whenever I come home, my husband is normally hiding somewhere and is always able to stealthily sneak up behind me, pick me up and smother me in kisses

I love going to the beach and finding a sand dollar with my foot

I love making kool-aid with my best friend