POTD and Thoughts - Feb 27
The price tag on my fishing pole lighter was....well....a fish. Since I drive around with a bobber hanging from my rear view mirror, I figured this was the best spot for the fishy. I started an email to Chris earlier today. I got so far then walked away from it. Then I took a nap, thought about finishing it, watched a movie, thought about finishing it, ate, gave up on finishing it. I guess there is something in my mind that I am just not willing to put out there yet? Not sure, yet there is quite a confrontation going on in my head between "I want to get these things off my mind" and "no, these are for you to figure out on your own." Someday I will not be so much my own enemy. Someday I won't listen to "no one wants to hear you go on and on." Sometimes I have this thing where I go back and see what was happening around this same time in past years. I used to do this with my journals when I was younger. The plus of having written a lot these past years, ...