Aug 28, 2006 23:54
It just hit 11:11. I think I am supposed to make a wish; and believe me I wished it with all of my heart.
I usually write things in my head. While I was doing the dishes I wrote a journal entry in my head. But by the time I am done doing the things that keep my from physically writing, my thoughts have worn off and do not sound as good on paper.
See, I've already lost track of what I was writing about.