Leah Farmer

Personal perspectives on faith, literature, and life.

Saturday, February 14th, 2015

Gone with the Wind

The screenplay holds up. The messages are sometimes hard. Sometimes cheesy. And Clark Gable. DAMN.

Moments

I went to meet my friends for a wine tasting. After 20 minutes of sitting alone I decided to leave. In the past I would have felt obligated to wait longer or order a glass of wine. I wanted to do neither. So I did neither. I  love this about myself. I belong to myself.

Still

My heart feels still tonight. Peaceful. Still

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