I really want to be witty here tonight.
It would be awesome if I could manage just a smidgen of profoundness. (Is that even a word?)
How cool would it be if I could squeeze a bit of poignancy out tonight?
Reflective or hopeful would be nice.
Sheesh.... I'd probably even settle for contemplative.
I got nuthin'.
I feel rather like an egg at a truck stop diner..... over fried.
I sat here tonight debating trying to post. I've been trying to think coherently enough to type more than three words for the last twenty minutes. (Guess maybe I shouldn't have taken those sleeping pills a little bit ago, huh?) The most predominant idea swirling around and around in my head has been the fact that I gave you all a deadline on watching for me. On the one hand, I asked for a rescue party to be sent out if I hadn't surfaced before Tuesday, and its always a risk to send people unprepared into Arizona. The temperatures are starting to get kinda high this time of year.
On the other hand, I also asked them to come fully stocked with chocolate. And who am I to turn down chocolate? Should even one person show up with chocolate in hand, I'd feel honor bound to relieve them of their burden. Yeah, I'm helpful like that.
I came to a compromise.
No need to send a search and rescue party. I'm here. I survived. I'm even gearing up to do it all over again this week. (My life this time of year is rather like a video on continuous loop.... over and over and over again.) Its not even Tuesday yet.
But I'll still open my door and promise to be your very best friend EVER if you show up with chocolate.