Hear that voice again...
I've been pretty quiet here and everywhere, generally. Either everything is happening at once or nothing is happening at all. Go figure.
I had the weirdest, most vivid dream last night about trying to board a flight and having the door slammed in my face on the tarmac. Then when I went back to the gate, it was gone. The entire gate was just gone. It had been removed. WTF?
So I was watching last week's episode of Private Practice and finding myself generally annoyed with the chick who was listening to her saved voice mail over and over. And then I realized I have saved voice mails that are almost 2 years old. I spent some time wondering if I'd ever have the might to hit 7 when they come up. I don't listen to them often. Rarely, in fact. I do cringe when I go to retrieve a new message and have to re-save these to get to it. Ah, introspection.
A rambling, rainy Monday...
I had the weirdest, most vivid dream last night about trying to board a flight and having the door slammed in my face on the tarmac. Then when I went back to the gate, it was gone. The entire gate was just gone. It had been removed. WTF?
So I was watching last week's episode of Private Practice and finding myself generally annoyed with the chick who was listening to her saved voice mail over and over. And then I realized I have saved voice mails that are almost 2 years old. I spent some time wondering if I'd ever have the might to hit 7 when they come up. I don't listen to them often. Rarely, in fact. I do cringe when I go to retrieve a new message and have to re-save these to get to it. Ah, introspection.
A rambling, rainy Monday...