Good Morning

I'm sitting her sipping on a peppermint mocha wondering "How am I ever going to do this?". You see, last night I tried to import my old blog & I lost everything. Tragic only because I lost years of poetry in its entirety. I could care less about the random ranting I've had over the years & the vintage pieces I've discussed. Even though some of the pieces have traveled on to make new stories with new people I will find other treasures.  But the poetry. The epic emo years of angst and bitter tears, the musings of a teenage girl now long forgotten, the frustrated cries of a soon to be single mother, all gone. But lest we not forget I will have new stories to write, new poems to hatch, new beginnings and new love! This raining fall morning I will spend penning my story in synopsis & new whimsical features will be brought to you from here on out!
xoxo BB