You can call me Wyn. Mama & Wife irl. In my 30's. Prefers to stay out of fandom drama these days, but will probably fight you over female characters. Current hyperfixation: Walker, Walker Independence, Cordell Walker, Cassie Perez, Kate Carver, Tom Davidson, CordellxCassie, TreyxCassie, TomxAbby, KatexHoyt Also reblogs: Disney, Marvel, The X Files, Leverage, Star Wars, LOTR, Harry Potter, cute animals, book stuff.
Tonight, Brooklyn was so cold, it pulled itself a little closer to Manhattan just to have something warm to lie next to.
Earlier this week, I stacked a pile of laundry fresh from the drier and dove in like it was autumn leaves, like I thought I could stop the fading, could keep the colors if I held them in my hands.
Winter has arrived like the stray cat who patrols my neighborhood- annoyed by my foolish surprise at its sudden appearance.
My building’s Super rang my doorbell this afternoon and came in to change the knob on my heater. I greeted him in flannel pajama pants and a sweatshirt.
Oh, thank goodness, I laughed. The heat has been clanking all night, and it keeps me awake. He considered the pile of unfolded laundry and 1 PM pajamas. Just you? He asked. Just me.
