Plodding Along

I'm making progress, though it's slow going.

I want some pizza.

I have a blog post forming in my head about this song line
(from "Grace" by Rebecca Loebe):
"we told each other secrets
the way that strangers sometimes do"


Bah. Back to work.
Bah, I say.

"a room full of changes, strangers, illusion, confusion.
I speak from my heart but I'm not really sure if it's true..."
~ Indigo Girls from "Lay My Head Down"