Well, it did not happen. You did not speak to me in a dream. I slept from around 3 pm until around 5 pm. Ha! I still hurt but! Not as much, and! Automatically, began to take care of unfinished chores.
Of course, while I do chores? Your thoughts come to me. I finally got around to the shoes I needed to clean. I completed one task in the kitchen. I fixed a cup of tea.
I came to the computer. I pulled this journal. I went to the Net to copy Lorelle’s so especial reply. In the process? When I clicked to finish selecting the text, poof! The computer quit me again!
This time? It came to me. The old mouse I was using is damaged. Try the new mouse again. When the computer started? I changed the mouse. I waited until the computer reset it. Something I did not do before.
When the computer finished the reset? I began to use the mouse. This time the new mouse is working fine. O but how I hope the problem is solved. If not? You will show me what to do, I am sure.
Dear Reader, wasn’t that an earth-shattering piece of information? I figure it would captivate your attention for sure! O well, just figuring. Lol
But, why I insist in keeping you informed about all the insignificant details of my daily existence? Ha! That’s what I was thinking about when I was doing chores.
The reason came to me. How? The more I publish these minute details in thousands of words? The more you all shoot me an ‘awesome’.
Sometimes? I think you are just humoring me, but then again? I got my first solid positive critique from a professional. I tell you? I wanted to cry for joy!
Father? You are so clever! All these years You have been preparing me for this epic year of 2017, but! It’s already November, no big ending has come to pass.
- I thought You had missed it somewhere along the line. Silly me! When will I cease contemplating such preposterous possibilities? Your promises. Your doings. Your ways?
- Totally way over my silly mind, but! That does not perturb You in the least. Despite my silliness? You continue to fulfill Your plan of restoration for the original intent of my creation. What a marvel!
Dear Reader, know what? We were created to be loved and to love in return, but! I have never really understood the meaning of that sentence. The truth?
