Everything having to do with coziness and warmth draws me in like a moth to a flashlight. It has been that way for quite some time, as anxiety grew like poison ivy in my life, my longing for relaxation and comforting moments grew as well. Therefore, I am seen as a laid back, chill person, which has been built into my personality. Christmas presents of sweaters, blankets, music; everything that makes me feel better inside. Over my lifetime, I have found that not everything that’s grouped together fits perfectly. A good example of this is me within society, an outcast from the ‘norm’. This is why I’ve sought out my own piece of paradise, in three things that make me feel at home in the worst times in life.
I am not a cat lady, but a candle lady.
I am not a cat lady, but a candle lady.