Day 363: Do I know what my first post was?
It was tentative, like someone walking into an echoing, empty room and starting to talk to herself, self-conscious that someone unknown to her might be actually listening. The first few were like that, actually. I think it was November, 2003. Wow. I have just been rereading the first several entries. Nine years on, I do not know most of the people who commented then.
Yes, this entry is late. It was TDay. I was grateful for family and friends, but not grateful for my health, because that damned sneaky cold which I thought was ebbing, was not, so I could not smell a thing, or taste much of Thanksgiving at all. Very sad, it all looked great.
Yes, this entry is late. It was TDay. I was grateful for family and friends, but not grateful for my health, because that damned sneaky cold which I thought was ebbing, was not, so I could not smell a thing, or taste much of Thanksgiving at all. Very sad, it all looked great.