The new thing is to blog in the morning because by the time evening comes all I can do is fall onto the air mattress outside, mumble my participatory remarks in the girl talk that ensues, and fall asleep.
Especially when I get home at 2:30 a.m. after a great summer adventure.
What a dreamy summer.
Sometimes I wonder why I'm blogging instead of writing in my journal. But today I just want it to be written in every locale I can think of: I may sometimes be afraid of things but I can't stop there. I may most particularly be a little agoraphobic but I can also stand firm by my life theory that people will end up liking me because I always end up liking people.
Oh dreamy, dreamy summer.
Even though I keep popping all of my bike tires.
Video coming soon, I promise.
Remember those t-shirts that said "NO FEAR"?
Ok. I'm really done now.