Dating in Real Life; this is not about you...but if the shoe fits!

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

It is always fascinating how guilt will creep in to those who hold it so easily.  What does that post mean, why would you write that, please explain!?

Creativity and thoughts flow through me about as quickly as lyrics to a favorite song go by on the radio version.  I could write or share something today with someone in mind that I passed fifteen years ago.

"Isn't it just like you to believe in your own legend?"

No, my post had nothing to do with you, but why don't you go ahead and elaborate on why it should.  No really, I'll wait.

This self-incrimination is my laugh for the day.

Sorry, I am not sorry.

Sorry, I am not sorry.