Wednesday, March 30, 2011

I'm the first to admit that I'm still pretty young.

I finally organized my desktop. I feel like a new person. My eyes are tired and I really should be attending to my application for the secretarial position to the Student Missionary Union/ Associated Students, but I am feeling fanciful. What if I want to write a tale or a poem (perhaps two in one) or attempt to draw a lilac bunch. I wonder if there is a word for a lilac-bunch. Please tell me if you know.

As we speak, my dear Britt is in the air quickly approaching that old world of fashion and style and literature. Oh.

"And I'd never love a man because love and pain go hand in hand and I could never do that again."

1 comment:

  1. I wish I had your way with words, my dear. I love you, and I would love to do a Skype Bible study with you like you suggested, and I MISS YOU, and I can't wait to see you.
    Oh, and I know I said this already but I love you. :)

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