Saturday, March 28, 2009
Thinking about a dog story.
Thinking about a story with a character with a name I literally dreamed up.
Thinking about how challenging it is to be pleasant all the time with a toddler puppy.
Thinking about how messy and dirty my house is and how I wish it was clean.
Thinking (again) about whether I am really cut out for the writing world (as in going for publication).
Thinking about how I wish I was able to hang out with my sisters and brother without having to take a plane to get there.
Thinking about my mama and how I wish I could tell her stupid things throughout the day.
Thinking about how nice it would be to sit on the porch with Papa.