Author shannom7
Every Sunday, the moment I get home I light my candle and listen to jazz and classical music. This is what that sounds like. After I clean my room and do my laundry, and just reset for the week. I… Continue Reading →
My hair is constantly changing- being morphed over the years depending on who I was at the time. Changes in length and color showing changes in myself. Hair also holds memories, not only showing that change but allowing myself personal… Continue Reading →
