Wheels on the bus are going round and round, round and round

It’s a toy so you can play. It’s a book so you can read πŸ™‚   It’s a play book, my baby’s very first bus book and I go crazy cause I have to read it a million times a day and she still wants more. It’s our morning book, afternoon book, nap time and…

The fear of happiness

  It does exist. I have it. It’s such a strange illness ( can I call it that?)Β  Β It creeps on me every time things seem to be sorted in my life.Β  It’s probably the shit mentality I grew up with: there has to be a balance in life. You can’t have it all. You…