Thoughts
Today, I wish 'we' could sit at the table with a mug of something, play cards, and talk about everything and anything.
I think mostly I don't know what to do with this insecure and fearful girl these last six months.
Hence the lack of words across this blog. They are here, I just get scared to write them because sometimes they sound very lame to me. Maybe I'll get out the crayolas....
2 two cents:
A pitcher of Margarita's and Diego Luna?
Gin and tonic and spaghetti and meatballs?
Foxy?
Those are my top 3 cures for you - sadly, I'm too poor to make them happen!
LOVE YOU!!
You are awesome. Thanks for the hug and I can't wait to see you again.
"Across the ocean...."
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