Something I crave...
So many things.
To be touched. I crave a massage on my neck. I crave my feet to be rubbed. Or even just held. Dustin laughs at me because I often ask him to just hold my feet, wrapping his hands around them with gentle pressure. I love that. I also love my back, face and/or arms to be tickled.
I crave self-awareness. I love to dig in to my own psyche. I want to heal old hurts that I find there.
I crave escape. A book. A trip. A girls' night out. I am happy and content for the most part, but sometimes I just want escape.
I crave fresh mozzarella, basil and homegrown tomatoes. And I often crave orange juice. And Cadbury Mini Eggs.
I crave a thunderstorm.
I crave that place I sometimes get into when I write where I can pour my whole sould into the words and I feel better for the writing of them. And I feel satisified.
I often crave a good solid cry.
I crave sunshine. I crave that right now.
I crave singing and playing my guitar. I crave singing with my family.
See... so much craving, so little time.
5 comments:
I may need to "steal" this from you...or your friend..whomever. I love your cravings. I agree with all of them except for the tomatoes. I especially love it when family sings together. Hope you are well!
Nice! Yep, that's all I got :)
i can relate to many (but not all) of these cravings...not that that is new information to you. ;-)
These days one of the few things I crave is certainty. I don't know where mine went about so many things but I'm craving some of that!
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I'm definitely with you on the sunshine crave. As I type this, tons of snow is falling outside...
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