Weeks have been slipping by and I realized that I hadn't posted in a while. Actually, I haven't really kept up with this much at all lately. Yet, here I am. It's after 3 in the morning and I kept thinking earlier about how tired I was. I could have slept through the day and now I'm sitting in front of this thing, staring. I need to write something but I'm not quite sure where to start. All I know is, it rains and rains and I keep missing it. I hit a huge puddle on the way home tonight and hydroplaned a bit. Everything's just been so dry this past year that it doesn't seem real. I've been keeping busy and I've been making plans. The rain's just there in the background and those dry days are somewhere in the past. I want this year to be a good one. I want to wake up and find out what it was that I've slept through, day after day, waiting for rain.
I finally got around to making a new calendar. I know it's a bit late, but it's
here if you need one.