Crisp air, crunchy leaves on the ground, grey skies, fall dress and power boots. I need to get some computer work done though I am not completely sure what that means. My head is full of thoughts and tangents and dreams and ideas. Mint mocha latte with coconut milk, please. This morning I tried to procrastinate, reading a book from my friend Alex. Haha! This is too entertaining, I really should get to my ‘computer work.’
Upstairs in a local coffee shop, a large room with various gathered seating and booths. The poster on the wall includes the numbers 888. Angel numbers. I think that is a sign you are ready to be born. Am I ready to be your momma?
I am. I am!
Welcome to the world Lennie Rori!
You are such a fresh baby you are still labeled my brain child. A work in progress. But aren’t we all? Your birth was planned and unplanned. Your creation was brainstormed and abstract. You are right on time and I am so excited to watch you grow.
xo