Coffee conversations.....

Last night my ill fated partner in life and crime and I got together for one of our old fashioned coffee sessions. The things that can come out of these events can be mind blowing, like trees that fork and then grow back in to each other, but are also very theraputic.

We have both been going through some life altering changes and played sounding board for each other. One thing that struck me as we did our conversation tango, was that both of us had stopped blogging because we were afraid of what we would say. Or worse trying to write about anything but what was going on. How it left us feeling flat/empty, so that it was easier not to write at all.