Did you know that crazy post you wrote about my comments on your blog is at THE top of my referrer list on my hosting stats?
And did you know that when I clicked on it because I couldn’t remember what that post was, I was taken aback again at the fact that you wrote an entire post about the crazy words that come spewing out of my brain and my heart welled up in fullness.
And did you know that my heart skips a beat, every time a little email pops up in my inbox from Thistlewood Farms? Well, it does. It flutters like a slightly soiled UVA flag in the South West Virginia breeze…
And now I’m getting to know your sister, Kisja?
This just might be too much.
Dear Bird on a Flower Shower Curtain:
I want you.
Do you want me, too?
I know sometimes you feel like the Muppet Man. Well, you are tall, so that’s OK
And the Muppets are awesome, so just roll with it, yo.
Dear Friends that are having a rough day:
You can do this. I know you feel like the cavern it too big…too wide and the hill just 22.67 meters too high right now.
There is nothing to deep, too jagged, too sharp that you cannot overcome. Breathe.
Breath again, if you have to.
And lift your right foot up off the ground and take one. more. step.
And then another.
and then another.
And if you need an ear. I’m here. Any. time. at. all.
And with that, my Bleeps, Friday’s Letters are back.
P.S. If you play the guitar… I’d like your number.