After a busy day at work, when I get home all I want to do is . . . . nothing. At work I am like, oh yeah I'll get the laundry done, wash the dishes, organize my pile of papers, you know the same bull hokey. But when I get home it is another story; I am beat. Though at night before I go to bed I enjoy writing, not necessarily to any particular person, but just sitting on my bed with my laptop, like now. I enjoy the quietness of my home with light music playing from my laptop; gotta love Pandora!! I like sharing my thoughts with whoever gives a rip or doesn't. It doesn't matter because I am sharing from my heart and depths of my soul. Who knew I could do that. Sometimes I write because it is the only time I can write about how amazing life truly is. I am still grateful, tired, but grateful. Well, before I go off on a tangent I will resign to sign off and go to bed. Blessings and good night to you and Thank You, Father for another day.
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