Wednesday, April 25, 2012
I miss blogging. Not that I have anything good to say, but I miss not caring if what I had to say was any good. Blogging from the kindle is hard. Especially when autocorrect replaces blogging with blotting. Every time. I miss jimi. I'm sort of enjoying the alone time, though, and that feels like a betrayal in some way even though I know that's ridiculous. Ive got good books to read, that's the reason. And id set them aside immediately to hug his neck, if I could.