Happy Friday !

I write to get things off my chest. Stuff that used to go into reams of notebook paper that I've saved for some ungodly reason. Now, its typing on a white screen and with the click of a button,  its posted to nobody.  Just hanging out  there somewhere in cyberspace, collecting cosmic dust.

I live for fridays. I love the feeling of having done a weeks worth of work, having accomplished something, anything or sometimes nothing, and knowing I have the next two days to just do what I want.  I think I will plant a garden this weekend.

Peace Out!