And so it goes on
There were so many things over the past few days that I thought I should probably write down, because ultimately, when it was time to post something to this page, I'd have them to write about. But I'm me and I just didn't do it. And here I am with an empty head. I'm straining my mind, shuffling around in the recesses of my memory, trying to recall any poignant, eloquently poetic thoughts I might pen. Well, it's not working. Ironic. I'm the queen of stationery. I have loads of it. And the sights and smells inside a stationery shop still manage to make my legs rubbery. People in my family know that if they want my heart to explode with joy, all they need to do is get me a bag full of stationery. I digress. Poignant thoughts...