Before I could even gather my thoughts -- August was on my calendar.
month number EIGHT.
I feel like I was just writing my first blog post telling you it was January and I wanted to make my mark on the world. We're more than halfway into the year, so close to Autumn it's in near smelling reach -- in other words the other morning I woke up and I guess I want Autumn here so badly, I could smell it. I was, at the time, trying to figure out just what it was that I wanted to tell you. I was making new years resolutions. I was trying to find the next color to dye my hair. I was trying to have fun. I was trying to find myself.
Well, in the midst of all that -- I was having fun.
Can that be all that matters for the time being?
That should do it for now.
But you know me