pillow

i think i have a new goal and ambition. i would like to rent a house on wolfe island for a year. just a year i think. it would be an interesting experience, however, i don't think i could live at the mercy of the ferry for longer than a year. i suspect i'll live on the island around the same time i buy a vespa. so i'd wager around 34. this makes me wonder... when will i have children? hmm, maybe kids won't fit with my lifestyle. but ultimately i think its better not to plan for something that's out of your control anyway. so as it stands those are my two long term goals.

i just got home from rhonda's where i talked her ear off for a couple of hours. i was jumping topics and thoughts like some crazy topic jumper. i felt bad for the motor of my mouth, but i kind of feel better having talked so much. there was nothing inparticular that i needed to get off my chest, maybe it was just different events and thoughts compounding in my brain that i needed to debrief on in order to make room for more stuff.

garry asked me today "so lesley, how are you?" in the most serious of ways, showing real concern. it was disconcerting, i said "i'm doing really well!" but inside my head i was thinking "why, what has he heard? is there some reason why i shouldn't be doing well?" he explained i have a lot on the go, that's all. i suppose that's true, but its all good stuff. i really can't complain, and if you hear me complaining you can tell me to shut up!

i like what al was saying today about how you can't hid things inside because they'll eventually come out. i find that very true. what's on my mind comes out of my mouth no matter how nonchalantly it exits.

never leave me paralyzed.