Thursday, March 01, 2007
Tomorrow morning I'm off to meet up with my writing group. Last time I was there, there was no cell service, and I have to confess I'm sort-of looking forward to checking out. I've been a mess this week. I think the cure is a long beach, a good dog and a kite. I don't even care if we get the sunshine. Just as long as the skies are clear enough for kite-flying.
Whatever your equivalent of a kite at the beach is Ali, I hope you get to it this week. I love you lots.