The daily life of an artist's wife is never dull, you'll see.
Saturday, August 30, 2008
Do you remember how soothing falling asleep in the car was when you were a kid? I do. I recall road trips with my Dad and Stepmom, heading home I'd be exhausted. Seems the best sleep I've ever had was as a kid in the back of the car, getting lulled to sleep by the song of the tires against pavement and the breeze of the wet Texas air.