I want to have something to say, but feel rather blank. This is the third start at my blog just now. Random things keep popping into my head: divorce, bobble headed women, that music video I just watched on someone’s blog entitled Are men Are Liars, and the strange swaying of my patio umbrella while I sat under it with my feet in the pool. There was no wind and it freaked me out. I am wondering why Y and R killed off C______. And why is Allen on Two and a Half Men so freaking annoying. I mean WHY is that show still on the air? I just realized I watched way too much television today.
So I’m going to smoke a cigarette (I’m French today, so it’s ok) and maybe, I’ll decide. My dog just groaned as if he understands my dilemma. OK, I’m also Italian everyday, so I’m going to take my wine with me as I contemplate. If that umbrella sways around in a circle again, I am coming straight back in here.
You know the beauty of this process is that for me, time will pass, and for you it literally won’t. You’ll just read the next sentence…wow, that’s like time travel.
See, that didn’t take long. Something ran up the fence and well, I ran back in here. I love my patio, but why does it seem so scary at night? I think I’m done. Maybe tomorrow will prove more productive. That's kind of what I'm afraid of out there...
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