Sorry. Please leave a message past the sleep...
Look at that sentience up there; it is my title for this little blog, this short collection of letters and words. Does it make any sense at all? No. No it really doesn't, and here is why: I left my house before five this morning. YAWN!
No, really, I did. My work schedule demands it. However I am really not as tired as I thought I might be. I am actually doing quite well, all things considered. In the winter, I will be driving to work.
I want to write something amazing and profound. Unfortunately, everything I have been writing hasn't been turning out so well-thus far anyway.
Maybe I will take a nap when I get home.
Random thought:
Sometimes I really wish I could go into the past and relive a moment, or a section of days that is so far gone it seems as if I will never see it again. But I can't.
No, really, I did. My work schedule demands it. However I am really not as tired as I thought I might be. I am actually doing quite well, all things considered. In the winter, I will be driving to work.
I want to write something amazing and profound. Unfortunately, everything I have been writing hasn't been turning out so well-thus far anyway.
Maybe I will take a nap when I get home.
Random thought:
Sometimes I really wish I could go into the past and relive a moment, or a section of days that is so far gone it seems as if I will never see it again. But I can't.