I could start an email I've been promising Karlyn now for ages. I'm supposed to catch her up on my life....perhaps I'll bore myself to sleep. Her email catching me up on her life was interesting... mine will read like an episode of "Everybody Loves Raymond." You know: "and then my husband annoyed me and we laughed and the kids did stuff and we laughed."
Karlyn - I'm sorry I haven't sent that promised email. But I still think about you all the time and love that you occassionally drop in and leave posts. I've been thinking about sending an actual letter. You know, the thing you write with a pen on paper. Do people even do that anymore?
I mean, sure, we still get cards every now and then - with two or three lines...but I'm talking a nice long handwritten letter you can pour over then cherish. That sounds nice. And with that, I can start it and keep working on it and then send it when I can't think of anymore to say. Yes, I like this idea. I'll start your letter on a notebook I can carry around with me - and give it some time every day. Time. Now there's the problem. I'll figure it out.
2:32. Ugh. And I can't snooze around tomorrow. I have a dentist appointment. Maybe I'll fall asleep in the chair. That would be nice. (I think.) I HATE going to the dentist. Blech.
The house is so quiet. And the screen is so bright I can't see anything else.
Well, I just rambled on about nothing for a good 10 minutes.
Didn't solve any of life's problems.
But perhaps my overactive mind will chill.
I'll give it another shot.