Well for those who were following along, I’m not going to finish the story I was telling…not here anyway. What started as an experiment has grown into a tale that will be chasing its end for awhile. But finish it I will, and I’ll let you know when I do.
And here’s a shout out to my muse who laughed at me when I said it was going to be a short story. As usual, you were right. J
I will now take you back to my regularly scheduled program, which is neither regular nor a program, but you get my meaning.
Until next time…here are some thoughts:
When the music is playing, why can’t we help but dance when we pass by a mirror?
The house you buy when you are young will one day become grandma/pa’s house – to someone else.
Some girls tend to quit shaving when they aren’t with a guy – or when they’ve been with one that long.