My secret(s)

Things I like.

Things I love.

Things I probably shouldn't openly admit.

I love:

• Mornings. Early mornings. Oh, you'd love me in the mornings.
• Christmas.
• New Year's Eve. It is filled with so much potential.
• The french language.
• Accents. (I'm not talking about home decor either.)
• Spending time with my friends.
• Listening to my cats purr loudly when they sleep close.
• Spending time with people who've known me for decades.
• Laughing with and at my family.
• Art. So much of our lives is an art and art.
• Not having curtains and still being invisible.
• Hearing James' voice.

I like:

• baristas who know the sound of burning, rather than heating, milk.
• Lattes with the right amount of foam. Not too dry, not too wet.
• Naps. I miss taking naps. I always feel so much better afterwards.
• Thinking that someone that I want is thinking about me. (Not in a narcissitic way either.)
• A good run. A peaceful run. A run where I can make my mind blank.
• A good cabernet on a tough day.
• Hearing and watching the birds early in the morning while I stay in bed.
• People. I'm very social and a loner at the same time.
• Documentaries.

I shouldn't openly admit:

• That I like to have my forehead kissed by the guy I like.
• That I used to "liberate" lawn ornaments from people's lawns.
• That some of those ornaments found their way onto other people's lawns.
• That when I love someone I never stop loving them.
• That I stood on my balcony in my nightie on Halloween while a bike parade (with LIVE band in tow) passed by the house. They were friendly.