Some mornings I wake up from this dream about a friend I haven't seen in 20-odd years, and my chest feels hollowed out with longing for him, for that connection. It feels deliciously right and disappointingly sad at the same time. It's a mystery.
Hey! Your peculiar title is better than mine!That's it. I'm going back and put in a phony first name.Oh, wait a minute... I did that the first time.
I Love this thing. I make dolls and I thought it was a good way to find a really nutty name for a doll. I have it on my blog too,((((hugs)))))Maggie
Oh, you darling thing! You're leaving me a comment!
Hey!
ReplyDeleteYour peculiar title is better than mine!
That's it. I'm going back and put in a phony first name.
Oh, wait a minute... I did that the first time.
I Love this thing. I make dolls and I thought it was a good way to find a really nutty name for a doll. I have it on my blog too,
ReplyDelete((((hugs)))))
Maggie