kate is it. again.

An entire summer of words have been sitting in my fingertips, swelling my hands to imaginary exorbitant proportions. 

I've said many times; my heart is in my palms, my brain in my fingertips, my soul connects them. 

I would rather lose my eyes than my hands. But I digress.

With a deleted blog and a red moleskine fit to burst, I needed to get these words out somehow.

So, kate is it is it again. 

And welcome to the first post of many.

✉