Trying to Break in My Shoes

For the last hour, I've been sitting in a bean bag. I've been reclining--and wearing my wedding shoes. I need to break them in because they've got leather bits and their stiff, and I really don't want blisters on my wedding day. Hopefully, they'll get there.

Sometimes

Sometimes you do things. Sometimes you don't. Sometimes it's not just a definite.

For Tuesday - A Miss

I still want to write once a day. And sometimes I get tired.

Dinner with Friends

She said to me, 'You think like a poet, of course. You make sense.'

'We need to talk poetry,' she said.

We can talk like poets...

The Hag Do