Meghan Miller says my writing is "too mystical". And she's right, I don't actually want my freakin' weblog to be a reaction to the secret. Part of me can't help it, a girl can't help it. Because it's the way I think. It's my genuine observations. It doesn't make me any cleaner than anyone else, or any more altruistic. I just think that the things that I say are things that need to be reinforced. The topic needs to be brought up.
Meanwhile, it's Friday night, I'm home alone on the couch in a pretty little dress.. blogging..fevering...pushing thirty..bounding with energey...Over the moon! Into the sun! Do I bounce or do I stationary? Yeah, I said do I stationary..I am fluttering like a humming bird. Giddy like a leprechaun. I very well just may need an outlet.
Some interaction. It's on the verge. Around the corner. I'm pushing the envelope. It's a blondie/telephone moment.