The things I don't say to you
[and, a lot of the time, the things I do say as well]
drive me crazy.
I wrote out all I wanted to say in a text
and I went to send it to him
[except not really because I'm too shy, I think]
and sent it to someone else instead.
Then I asked him if he thought I was shy.
Really though... If I were able to go back and forth
in the time whatever-it's-called
then I would send what I want to say,
see how it works out,
decide if I approve of the outcome,
then make further decisions based on those steps.
But no...
Mankind has to be stuck in some lazy age of nondiscovery...
You know, maybe I am a little bit shy.
"I'll doze off safe and soundly
but I miss your arms around me"
love, laura.
Once upon a time, there was a lonely old lady named Laura.
She lived a sad, lonely life, living in a little house. Alone.
Then one day [actually, three separate days in September],
three lovely cats were born and moved into her life
and her life wasn't lonely anymore.
Their names were Janessa, Stevie, and Kelsey.
The end.
So, maybe it doesn't make sense. That's okay.
Happy September birthdays. Sorry this post isn't split into three
and personal
and actually...good posts.
And sorry those hypothetical three posts
weren't posted on the actual birthdays.
And sorry I compared you to cats.
But I really like cats and I really like you guys
so I thought it worked.
Thanks for putting up with my crazy, you guys.I dunno who would if you didn't.
Also, once upon two o'clock today,
we got a little kitten.
He's probably the cutest thing on the planet, currently.
I've personally named him fluffy,
after the three headed dog.
love, laura.
