You have probably noticed less posts in the last several months. This bad habit started when my passion for Pinterest began (which was followed by a series of unfortunate events in my personal life). I am so addicted, I can spend hours daydreaming in my boudoir on Pinterest.com (instead of actually “doing” the creative things …
I once felt cross with my second grade teacher for telling my mother during a parent/teacher conference that I was a “daydreamer”. I didn’t care too much for her after her unsuccessful attempt in turning my “daydreaming” into a negative thing. Personally, I found daydreaming a delight. I could not understand the concept of not …
