So it's the first day of summer, which I so gallantly spent sleeping in. :]
It felt wonderful, I feel WONDERFUL!
Invincible, except for well one thing.
I had this...shall I say vision? pop into my head, yesterday.
It was of a batty British lady sitting at her desk, eating truffles, saying
to a young girl, "After all dear, you're just a bit of thread in the wind. That's it."
AND I've been dying to write about it, but not just yet.
I've got to stir it around in my head for a bit longer.
Ahh, the curse of being a writer!

I love him, especially since I just watched "Did You Hear About The Morgans?"
It felt wonderful, I feel WONDERFUL!
Invincible, except for well one thing.
I had this...shall I say vision? pop into my head, yesterday.
It was of a batty British lady sitting at her desk, eating truffles, saying
to a young girl, "After all dear, you're just a bit of thread in the wind. That's it."
AND I've been dying to write about it, but not just yet.
I've got to stir it around in my head for a bit longer.
Ahh, the curse of being a writer!
I love him, especially since I just watched "Did You Hear About The Morgans?"