can I talk to you?

Right now it all makes sense. That probably means I haven't thought of everything. Or maybe I'm just wrong.

We'll see how this pans out. Do something.

The cool cloudy weather is perfect right now. Heat means mosquitoes, and mosquitoes aren't my friends.

I've quietly decided not to be just another person. Even if it might have been just another day, there's little promise in wishing for just another...

...chance.

I've got a headache. The appraiser is coming tomorrow. Work was something else today. I need some sleep. Peace.

This weekend leaves me speechless, for lack of energy and time to describe it. Things are being shook up, literally and figuratively.