Less than 15.

I really suck at writing short entries. I wish I could be one of those writers who can cut right to the heart of a story and then move to the next topic, but I just don’t do that very well.

Maybe yoga instead.

Last week I had this brilliant idea that I just had to have a bicycle. I wasn’t sure what kind of bike, just that I had to have one. Honestly, I haven’t been on a bike in…gosh…at least 15 years. Probably longer.

Ain’t it funny…

Isn’t love grand? When you’re so in love with someone that you feel drunk with it? When you love them so much that they become a drug for you…and you’re always looking forward to the next “fix.” Love like that is magic, perfect, amazing…indescribable.