My muscles are creaking,
But that's beside the point, and not what this post is about, at all.
I finished Eat Pray Love, at the recommendation of my mother. It's a deep book about a woman's journey to find herself as she travels through Italy, India and Indonesia. I bought it for airplane reading, and it AIN'T airplane or poolside reading. I think I'm going to have to read some parts again to fully comprehend. I think it's the kind of book you could get into, maureen . I'll send it to you, if you like. :)
And I had a vivid dream (nightmare?) about my high school/college boyfriend last night. WEIRD. Very weird. I've lost touch with him and I hope he's well. Darn my subconsious! Why can't I have normal dreams? Or at least benign ones?
I finished Eat Pray Love, at the recommendation of my mother. It's a deep book about a woman's journey to find herself as she travels through Italy, India and Indonesia. I bought it for airplane reading, and it AIN'T airplane or poolside reading. I think I'm going to have to read some parts again to fully comprehend. I think it's the kind of book you could get into, maureen . I'll send it to you, if you like. :)
And I had a vivid dream (nightmare?) about my high school/college boyfriend last night. WEIRD. Very weird. I've lost touch with him and I hope he's well. Darn my subconsious! Why can't I have normal dreams? Or at least benign ones?