Sometimes I get these thoughts and feelings that just meander around my mind on a loop until I pull them out in the form of words. Slickytime is a place for those words to live- much like my very own pensieve (yes I just referred to a fictional, magical device like it is a real thing) for thoughts rather than memories. I’m a grown adult (age-wise at least) who still sleeps with and is comforted by a blankie made of slicky material- I don’t let either of my adorably cute daughters have that blanket because it’s my self-soother and mama deserves to have one thing that is her own! Writing is the other way I self-soothe and the less embarrassing form of the two so that’s why I share it with you all. I write about whatever comes to mind- which at this stage in life is my role as a working full time, going to grad school full time, mommying full time and wifeying full time- woman. If something that I write can encourage one person that they aren’t alone in their experiences or thoughts about this beautifully chaotic thing we call life then it’s worth it for me to open up my pensieve and risk spilling all my most mushy thoughts.