Jul 13, 2010 23:16
I am so bloody blessed it's barely believable.
I will admit that on the rare occasion I forget this fact, but I try to remember it. It's hard to remember when my mind is runny like it has a bad cold. I have a million thoughts in a day, sometimes I think that I have more thoughts in an hour than all the thoughts of everyone in the world in a day. Is that crazy? I am crazy. A little bit. (A little means a lot, though doesn't it).
Yes, going back to being blessed...I have good friends and I have bad friends, but the good friends are great. Whether we party until the night is suddenly bright, eye burning morning or we write a movie script for a whole summer, I am lucky.
Cheese ends here
The pretty aroma of cinnamon and coriander filled the morning lit house with wintry warmth.
A line from a book I am writing. I liked it, so I posted it here. My favourite scents are (in order)
Sandal wood
Lavender
Cinnamon
Coriander and spices