minalisms

My friend Christina writes every day. She’s dedicated to her fantastic blog as much as she’s dedicated to her religion.

I wish I held a devout practice for something other than my sweet tooth, preferably something a bit more productive, healthy.

My intentions to do such, however, are ever-present and good. Does that count?

I fear it doesn’t — one can be excused by “good intentions” for only so long before she becomes fickle.

Which is why I wrote today — my reputation is at stake.