I am a writer. So, occasionally you may see me post some of my short creative writing pieces. Today is one of those days. Part of "living naturally" is embracing your creative and spiritual side.
It wasn't a perfect morning. She sat huddled over her morning paper, cup of coffee in one hand, dry toast in the other. It hurt too much to do anything else.
She felt an itching underneath her bandages. She wanted so badly to scratch, but she didn't want the wounds to reopen.
Her car was totaled and the bastard didn't even have car insurance.