Well, here we are at yet another Sunday evening, and I'm mentally preparing to start the week again. I'm off this Friday, then Monday is Memorial Day, so it's going to be a short week with an equally long weekend. I'm looking forward to it.
I'm finding that I somehow went from mildly dreading spending time with CP to really looking forward to it. Let me clarify: spending time with someone new is really hard for me because that whole "getting to know you" thing is really hard. However we're both a bit dorky, so we balance each other out.
Anywho, CP is coming over tomorrow night to cook dinner with me and to watch the Heroes season finale. I can't wait to see how the season ends.
Did I mention that last night CP brought me chocolates from The Chocolate Bar?
Changing the subject, I realize that I haven't been writing in my blog much these days. I guess I've been letting my internal filters - what few I have left - censor the process. I have yet to determine if that's a good thing.
To tell the truth, I've been trying to just let go and experience some joy. There's a lot of it there, and after 7 years of blogging I can't let go of the feeling that I need to chronicle it somewhere to keep from losing sight of it. If I don't write it down, did it really happen?
If a tree falls down in the woods and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound?
Man, I have gone on a major tangent. I do believe it's time to curl up in bed with a good book.