Really tho...where do I begin?

I love blogging...I'm not a writer though. 

I'm a 40+ woman with roots in the north and south. Deep.

I've seen and see a lot. Even things that are unseen. Kept hidden, buried, forgotten. 

I call myself an artist but the world doesn't see it so I now believe that I've misunderstood the very definition.

This is a memento to myself and/or to those who keep wild thoughts but are afraid to express them and would rather drown in mine.  I have advice/tips too though but use or take at your own risk. 

welcome to the dirty side of what I wanted to remain a beautiful one. 

I can hide here and subsequently just...be. 

xoxo - F

PS: I'm tired of social media...I just learned that all are in fact dating apps? If true...then I'll be here for a while. by here, this blog.